Too Little, Too Late
Man, we've been down this road before
It's easy when I'm at your door
You want me hangin' around
but you hate when I complain
You're back again, you wanna go
Yeah, love songs on your radio
Those records are all burned out anyway
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, they say
Good things come to those who wait
Too little, too late
I got nothing on, but my hands are tied
Ain't going out, but I'm not tired
I'm always up, you don't even have to ask
So save your breath, you'll need it, dear
It's cold out on that limb out here
Ain't it funny how much you see
when you start moving fast?
Ha!
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, they say
Good things come to those who wait
Too little, too late
Little too late to wish that you were minе
I'm all alone and, honey, I feel fine
I can't rеlate
won't stay up late and cry
I got nothing on my hands, baby, but time
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, they say
Good things come to those who wait
Too little, too late
Woo
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
This good thing's gone away
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
This good thing's gone away
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
This good thing's gone away
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
Too little, too late, oh, too little, too late
This good thing's gone away
Compositores: Orville Peck, Dan Wilson (Country) & Steve Rusch