Tomorrow Might Be Too Late for you to say that I mean the world to you
Spent almost all of my days being completely see though
Tomorrow Might Be Too Late to tell me how much you love me
But it feels like all you ever do is ignore me
Tomorrow Might Be Too Late to tell me that you care about me
Constantly making me feel like you’re better off without me
Tomorrow Might Be Too Late to start confessing your true feelings
Don’t waste time trying to give my spirit its proper healing
Tomorrow Might Be Too Late & I’ll be gone outta your life for good
Feelings were well painted but I remain highly misunderstood