You kissed me for the last time before you drove away in your car,
My mind repeating the words I'd spoke out I think I'd gone to far,
Foggy were your eyes, rage burning mine,
You found a pretty blonde to play with, I'd gone to far this time,
And yet one hundred miles away I wake with your speckled face in mind,
Deceived by my own feelings greed had made me blind,
It's only now I walk the day with doubt only now the night i lack,
Lack the courage to tell you I'm sorry, but It's far too late to ever go back.