It's Getting Late I'm sorry but it's getting late,
It's time we said goodbye,
You're trying to explain things,
But you have no alibi.
It's getting late and you must know,
You've burnt your boats this time,
No longer will you get the chance,
To say, “that lady's mine”.
I've caught you out on this before,
You're cringing in your shoes,
I bet that when you dealt the cards,
You didn't think you'd lose.
Your begging and your pleading,
Is falling on deaf ears,
For now our love lies bleeding,
After oh so many, years.
You cannot hurt me any more,
You will not see me cry,
I'm sorry but it's getting late,
It's time to say goodbye.
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