It's A Little Too Late

Well, early this morning it dawned on me
The kind of man she wanted me to be
She made a list and laid it there beside me on the bed
Now what I should’ve done keeps running through my head
Oh, I should’ve done this and I should’ve done that
I should’ve been there then she’d have never left
I should’ve been hanging on every word
She ever had to say
But it’s a little too late she’s a little too gone
She’s a little too right, I’m a little too wrong
Now would be a good time to change but it’s a little too late
Last night I came home at a quarter till three
And to my surprise she wasn’t mad at me
I thought she’d finally realized not to worry I’d be home
And then I realized this morning she was gone
Oh, I should’ve done this and I should’ve done that
I should’ve been there then she’d have never left
I should’ve been hanging on every word
She ever had to say
But it’s a little too late she’s a little too gone
She’s a little too right, I’m a little too wrong
Now would be a good time to change but it’s a little too late
Well, I should’ve done this and I should’ve done that
I should’ve been there then she’d have never left
I should’ve been hanging on every word
She ever had to say
But it’s a little too late she’s a little too gone
She’s a little too right, I’m a little too wrong
Now would be a good time to change but it’s a little too late
Now would be a good time to change but it’s a little too late