Numbers show on your phone,
that once again I'm late, and you'll have to sigh.
You think you'll wait a little bit longer, then I'll show
but you know it's just a lie.
Last week we had a long talk.
You had almost said goodbye.
So now I'm gone again, and you've wasted all your time on me.
You're thinking you deserve a better guy.
And you wonder where I've been,
Now I'm here for the last dance.
If you'll still take my hand in your own
you could give me another chance.
I've been such a fool to you.
There's no need for excuses, 'cause I'm
ready to be the man that you wanted
if you'll love me one more time.
Beauty doesn't take long
to quickly slip away, leaving nothing more.
And you will find that lovely girls are so hard to love
when they have a rotten core.
You are all that I could want;
there's none that could compare,
and I know that you care.
And so I'm asking you for this dance.
May it be the first of our new romance.
And you wonder where I've been,
Now I'm here for the last dance.
If you'll still take my hand in your own
you could give me another chance.
I've been such a fool to you.
There's no need for excuses, 'cause I'm
ready to be the man that you wanted
if you'll love me one more time.
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