John Hiatt - Too Late | Текст песни

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It's too late for tear drops turning around

You make me beg like a dog on this cold cold ground

There'll be no forgiveness for all that you see

You're just a hole to crawl out of there's no sympathy

It's too late and it's too bad, too bad

No inbetween either you're living in a nightmare

or living in a dream

Run outta chances, run outta time

You're running outta money going outta your mind

Your coldest cut goes right down to the bone

Everybody's out for murder and you're in it all alone

And there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate

When your time has slipped away

You'll see you've made your place too late

And the coldest cut goes right down to the bone

Everybody's out for murder and you're in it all alone

And there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate

When your time has slipped away

You'll see you've made your place too late

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