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Laying on the couch Waiting for the walls to grow even taller Like the chaos in my head I myself am getting smaller Thinking ’bout my faults As my self esteem gets lower I am crawling into bed Every move I make gets slower Clinging to my phone Hoping for the call that helps me feeling better I am a living dead Afraid my torment lasts forever Listening to the songs That I would love to listen to by your side By your side – but now it’s too late It’s too late – it’s too late I’m sorry for mistakes I made Afraid of this to be my fate It’s too late – it’s too late I want to stop this endless wait My silent phone and me But it’s too late Running up and down in my room Letras de canciones’cause you don’t answer Silence all around Tear drops draggle pics of me and her When I hear the sound Of my phone that used to ring Just like this when it’s you It’s not true – ’cause now it’s too late From Letras Mania