Ben Folds
Late

Under some dirty words on a dirty wall
Eating takeout by myself
I played the shows
Got back in the van and put the Walkman on
And you were playing

In some other dive a thousand miles away
I played a thousand times before
And like pathetic stars
The truck stops and the rock club walls
I always knew
You saw them too
But you never will again

It's too late
Don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time

Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar
And some dirty basketball
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just wanna tell you that

But it's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time

Oh no
Things were looking up
Least that's what I heard
Oh no
Someone came and washed away your hard earned
Peace of mind

When desperate static beats the silence up
A quiet truth to calm you down
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just wanna tell you that

But it's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
It's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time


Mirror lyrics:

For a long time
It's been too late
No, don't you know
It's too late
It's too late
For a long time
It's been too late
No, don't you know
It's too late
But it's too late

Just wanna tell you that
Got me through a lot
The songs you wrote
A quiet truth to calm you down
When desperate static beats the silence up

Peace of mind
Someone came and washed away your hard earned
Oh no
Least that's what I heard
Things were looking up
Oh no

For a long time
It's been too late
No, don't you know
It's too late
But it's too late

Just wanna tell you that
Got me through a lot
The songs you wrote
And some dirty basketball
Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar

For a long time
It's been too late
Don't you know
It's too late

But you never will again
You saw them too
I always knew
The truck stops and the rock club walls
And like pathetic stars
I played a thousand times before
In some other dive a thousand miles away

And you were playing
Got back in the van and put the Walkman on
I played the shows
Eating takeout by myself
Under some dirty words on a dirty wall


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