Chase Atlantic — TOO LATE

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Look what happened
I don’t feed her fear, I feed her habits
Took her to the heavens in a carriage
Ain’t no white horse, white had her doing back flips

I ain’t keeping scores, I think it’s ordinary
But watch, I’m keeping yours, they say «the more, the merry»
They told me «never trust a bitch, » I told them «more than fair-y»
Put that molly on her tongue, she said «extraordinary»

You’re too late
Had your girlfriend at my house for two days
Should be obvious the reason she stayed with me
Build a rocket ship, throw bricks in ya face, yeah, oh
You’re too late
Slide in, came with perfect timing
She climbed in, picture-perfect timing
(You’re too late)
Slide and put that bitch beside me
(You’re too late)
Sing this, I’m gon bet she’ll date me

Had to send her home, I had her dope sick
Hit like two percent then hear the phone ring
Tell her that you love her even though you know it’s hopeless
You could feel the pressure when she started coming home less

I ain’t keeping scores, I think it’s ordinary
But watch, I’m keeping yours, they say «the more, the merry»
They told me «never trust a bitch, » I told them «more than fair-y»
Put that molly on her tongue, she said «extraordinary»

Had your girlfriend at my house for two days
She stayed with me
And then throw bricks in ya face, yeah, oh

You’re too late
Had your girlfriend at my house for two days
Should be obvious the reason she stayed with me
Build a rocket ship, throw bricks in ya face, yeah, oh
You’re too late

Slide in, came with perfect timing
She climbed in, picture-perfect timing
(You’re too late)
Slide in, put that bitch beside me
(You’re too late)
Sing this, I’m gon bet she’ll date me