John Hiatt - Too Late

It's too late for tear drops turning around
You make me beg like a dog on this cold cold ground
There'll be no forgiveness for all that you see
You're just a hole to crawl out of there's no sympathy
It's too late and it's too bad, too bad
No inbetween either you're living in a nightmare
or living in a dream
Run outta chances, run outta time
You're running outta money going outta your mind
Your coldest cut goes right down to the bone
Everybody's out for murder and you're in it all alone
And there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate
When your time has slipped away
You'll see you've made your place too late

And the coldest cut goes right down to the bone
Everybody's out for murder and you're in it all alone
And there ain't no mercy in the hands of fate
When your time has slipped away
You'll see you've made your place too late