Sixty Minutes Late

Patiently she waits for three
Back of four I'm at your door
I learnt these words for you off by heart
But you don't want to hear
I think the end is near
But you don't want to hear

With a stumble in my gait these days
She hates me when I'm sixty minutes late
La la la la

While I get my story straight
She never hesitates to tell the world
I've done her wrong
La la la la

La la la la

Angrily she looks at me
I asked for a chance, she gave me three
If you don't care for me that's alright
You only have to leave
If you just need to breathe
I know you'll never leave

With a stumble in my gait these days
She hates me when I'm sixty minutes late
La la la la

While I get my story straight
She never hesitates to tell the world
I've done her wrong
La la la la

I don't want to keep you waiting no I don't, no not yet
But it's easy when you're breathing, breathing, breathing down my neck

With a stumble in my gait these days
She hates me when I'm sixty minutes late
La la la la

While I get my story straight
She never hesitates to tell the world
I've done her wrong
La la la la

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mcevinney
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