Late

One day you told me we were done.
You waited for change and there was none
and since you've waited for so long,
it's time to stop and end our song.

But then you asked if I could stay,
and be your friend like the good old days.
You know that I can't tell you no.
You know that I can never go.

Why can't we go back to early days?
When we held hands and kissed on dates?
Now I'm the one who can't move on,
who can't be strong, the one who's wrong.

Another day has passed once more
and here I am, with face forlorn.
You say to stop, they're getting bored.
They've had enough of my remorse.

You say they're wondering why
I'm so weak that I can't help but cry.
You know that I can't help but cry.
You understood the reason why

I can not be strong without you here
right by my side, I can just shed tears.
I can't move on, I can't be strong.
I'm always wrong. I can't belong.

You took up so much space deep inside
Now all that's left are the tears I've cried
Can't we go back to simpler days
when it was all about you and me

You take me to the side again,
and ask if I could at least pretend
that I'm all right as your best friend.
I'm sorry I can't just pretend

that all that we have been through
no longer means as much to me and you.
I can't hide that, I can not pretend,
nor hide why I can not pretend.

Why can't we go back to early days?
I miss your smile, your warm embrace,
but now they're gone, not meant for me.
All I can do now is just hurt and see.

Why can't we go back to that first day,
when I held you, and you held me?
If things went wrong, you said you'd wait.
But now you're gone, I'm just too late.

I'm just too late.
I'm always late.