You'll say, why does everything revolve around you? You'll say, why does everything I do confound you? You'll say, that I pull the world from under you You can't go through with this time And I could be good, and I would If I knew I was unbusted And it'll be great, just wait Or is it too little too late? One day, this embarrassed mind will fade behind me And that day, I could think of things that won't remind me But these days, it's unbearable for both of us I can't discuss it this way This way I'm gaining strength, trying to learn to pull my own plane But I'm gaining pounds, at the precipice of too late And just wait I could be good, and I would If I knew I was unbusted And it'll be great, just wait Or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind Yesterday, wasn't half as tough as this time This time, isn't half Last time, I couldn't tell This mind, wasn't well Next time, hope I'm I could be good, and I would If I knew I was unbusted And it'll be great, just wait Or is it too little too late? Good, and I would If I knew I was unbusted And it'll be great, just wait Or is it too little too late? *