Too Little, Too Late

I don’t want to wait, Too little, too late, I know that, your happy to see me, Her lips taste like my last martini, She’s warm like a stove, I’d happen, to know, The nights I shared laying beside her, Her hearts cold but she’s hot like a fire, It trickles to me, I’m caught in the flame, Her boyfriend is in the flames too, I thought it was just me and you, Oh, what a charming affair, With a gentleman unaware, You had two of us thinking we'd found something rare, Well, darling, I'll leave you his share. Easy as the rain, It comes and goes, I packed up a bag of my clothes, Left the keys and walked straight down the road, As free as can be, I’m choosing my lane, Don’t think I’m upset, I’m glad that we met, I won’t forget, Oh, what a charming affair, With a gentleman unaware, You had two of us thinking we'd found something rare, Well, darling, I'll leave you his share. So here's to the nights, And all of the lies, I'll raise one last glass to the memories, Then leave you to yours, if you please. I don’t want to wait, Too little, too late, No, I don't want to wait, It's a little too late.