One, two
One, two, three, four
Give me something for the guillotine
Give me something your heart
Give me something for the best days of us



Give me something wrapped in cellophane

You say you wanna new start

I try and I try but I can?t stop



I?m too fickle

Set in my ways

I?m too little too late



Coming down like a limousine

Follow drag queens and sharks

It?s all entertainment and trademark



Underground, guess I?m guaranteed

Pirouetting in the dark

I try but I can?t be what I?m not



I?m too fickle

Set in my ways

I?m too little too late

Well I try but I can?t honey

What can I say

I?m too little to late

Too late

Too late

Too late



But if you tried, you might find

That I was always enough for you

When you sat at home (when you sat at home)

Looking down that track (looking down that track)

Well I was always enough for you



But I?m too fickle

Set in my ways

I?m too little too late

I try but I can?t honey

What can I say

I?m too little to late

Too late

Too late

Too late