Too Late

Anything you say, I don't wanna listen
Anything you feel, it doesn't mean a thing
Because I know that you will never change
And I don't believe that you'll ever really want to
Give me one good reason that I'm wrong
And I'll give you ten that would show
You don't know how to

All my loving, it don't mean nothing
All my giving, a life not worth living
So what is it you want?
What is it you want?
What is it you want?
So what is it you want?

What will happen now, it's time to face the music
It's too late to complain, when I sing a different song
Because I'm not some kind of genius
And I won't rely on these complicated theories
And I'm not some minor character
In a book you wrote full of unconvincing stories

All my loving, it don't mean nothing
All my giving, a life not worth living
So what is it you want?
What is it you want?
What is it you want?
So what is it you want?
Your lying, scheming, spin that I believed in
Defying gravity, trading on my charity
One stop shop until I drop
For a love so pure, the kind I never got
I was dreaming, believing, giving not receiving
I'm not gonna trust the cards that you're dealing
My loving, my giving, it never meant nothing
So I'm not gonna live a life not worth living
All my loving yeah yeah
All my loving



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Writer(s): John Fisher
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