Too Late, Too Little

Duration

3:59

Genres

Other

Lyrics

Woah oh Heather, This feels a lot like love We'd be so much better, but I'm never enough. It's always too late, too little, and I'm always forced to settle. And you can count me out 'cause you proved my doubts to be true, and now there's nothing I can do. Don't say you're sorry or act unsure 'cause a heartache isn't a sickeness you can cure. Woah oh, woah oh. Woah oh, woah oh. I don't think I'll ever feel this way again. I'll never be okay with just being friends. It's so unlike me yet so much like you; calling it quits before we could start. The worst part is you've already stolen my heart. I can't believe I fell in so far and this is so hard that I couldn't see. And what's the point of keeping it inside? There's nothing to hide. I'm right here. Why are you running away? Am I falling in love or falling to pieces? Pieces. There's nothing left to say. I can't remember all the time we wasted, but I'll never forget how you tasted. You can't cure me.