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[Verse 1]
There a Aman And he's standing on my Dribcage And I've Aasked him once or twice And I've Easked him pretty nice If he couDld move But he is Anameless and voiceless And Elooks a lot likeD you
There's a Aman And he's standing right Dbeside me Now I am Anameless and voicless and Eprobably a little Dcrazy
[Pre-chorus]
But I Aknow its too late too Dlate for me Too Alate for Ewhat we Dcould be Too Alate for Ewhat we Dcould be
[Chorus]
Cause it's too AlatDe I've made an Bmenemy of time and Dmaj/Afate Cause it's too AlatDe And I Bmdont think I will ever find a Dmaj/Away to not be late
[Verse 2]
Theres a Aman And he's standing in Dmy brain And he Aisn't very nice And he Eyells a lot at night aDbout me But he is Anameless and faceless and Esounds a lot like Dme
[Pre-chorus]
But I Aknow its too late too Dlate for me Too Alate for Ewhat I cDould be Too Alate for Ewhat I cDould be
[Chorus]
Cause it's too AlatDe I've made an Bmenemy of time and Dmaj/Afate Cause it's too AlatDe And I Bmdont think I will ever find a Dmaj/Away to not be late