Supermom, you’re looking kind of pale You could have projected or finished your hands Oh my, your life’s kind of a mess It’s like I’m the icing There’s no turning back
It’s too late It’s too late Wow
Look me up, look me down It don’t really matter It’s all over now So you can blow her, now pardon to the left It’s my invitation to see what you get
It’s too late It’s too late
I would have paid so much money for you I would have done anything you choose I would have mentioned the state of my mind I’d rather love myself tonight
IIII... It’s too late It’s too late It’s too late It’s too late It’s really too late