give me an honest answer, please
how much longer will you wait
for me to make up my mind
when a simple choice is all it'd take?
i could tell you why i hesitate
it's all because way too many things could change

today's too late
in two days tomorrow will be yesterday
and you still won't know what to say
two days too late

give me an honest answer, please
how much longer will it hurt
for me to think of your crooked smile
and crooked sense of style?
heaven doesn't know the hell i'm going through
trying to get over you
unholy angels with hollow wings follow me
with hungry eyes and lullabies
but i'm not pacified
more like horrified, mortified
nowhere near glorified

you said today's too late
in two days tomorrow will be yesterday
and you still won't know what to say
today's too late
today's yesterday's tomorrow
and you have seen no sign of change
two days too late