It's always too late
To say what I need...

It's kind of funny how things work out
How he works so hard for your heart...

It all seems so distant now
It's shoved in the back of my mind...

It's no use to think about these things
Imagining things that aren't true...

As I drive up to the graveyard
There's one thing on my mind...

I feel the tears of pain
Forming behind my eyes...

I wish I could put into words
These burdens that I feel...

Like a crumpled piece of paper
I can be very hard to read...

You ask me why I'm distant
And why I push you away...

The tears keep coming down
Leaving proof that I have cried...

The way I feel is unbearable
It can't be put into words...

It's funny how it happened
I saw you and knew...