Too Late For Sorry - Our Waking Hour

Here I stand, faceless name… Broken heart with myself to blame.

No one’s left, she’s gone away, Leaving no shame.

But it’s too late to turn back now!

It’s too late to say 'I'm sorry!'

And it’s too late for what you’ve become.

My friend, it’s too late for you…

(whisper) All… on… my…

So you’re back, unpleasant surprise.

Broken and bruised with excuses and lies,

Begging me to battle your wars.

It’s too bad I’ve moved on.

But it’s too late to turn back now!

It’s too late to say 'I'm sorry!'

And it’s too late for what you’ve become.

My friend, it’s too late for you…

All on my own and now I see,

What you meant by 'the best for me':

My life without you!

But it’s too late to turn back now.

It’s too late to say 'I'm sorry!'

And it’s too late for what you’ve become.

My friend, it’s too late for you!

(scream) All… On… My… Own!