| I’ve got a nack of saying the right things |
| But I seem to say them at the wrong time |
| I wish you’d had heard me say them last friday |
| My tongue was much less fluent when you were mine |
| I said to myself, I’ll never let her go |
| These things I should have said, now jump out of my mouth instead |
| She said to herself, well, I’m just gonna go |
| And so she walked away, my projectile text was far too late |
| Some might say my sms was desperate |
| I launched it up field just as the Steward held his board |
| If only he’d have shown two minutes extra |
| Maybe I’d have taken my chance and scored |
| I said to myself, I’ll never let her go |
| These things I should have said, now jump out of my mouth instead |
| She said to herself, well, I’m just gonna go |
| I watched her walked away, my projectile text was far too late |
| Far too late |
| Far too late |
| Far too late |
| Was far too late |
| I said to myself, I’ll never let her go |
| These things I should have said, now jump out of my mouth instead |
| She said to herself, well, I’m just gonna go |
| I watched her walked away, my projectile text was far too late |
| I said to myself, I’ll never let her go |
| These things I should have said, now jump out of my mouth instead |
| She said to herself, well, I’m just gonna go |
| I watched her walked away, my projectile text was far too late |