No Chance Milly! is the pseudnym of Graeme Lang. Originally from Leeds UK, but now living in Paris, France. Graeme makes his music as a hobby. "If anybody li
I was your sport how you loved to brutalise me
so how could you come looking for my sympathy?
All those years with no thought passed by without a word
Since I fled from your care don't you find it absurd
to think I can feel any sense of duty
borne from a misplaced sense of loyalty or unity
It's too late, too late, too late
too late to say your sorry
your crocodile tears and weasel words
wont bring me back in a hurry
and its just too late too late too late
to leave the past behind
I pay you back with your own coin
the fruits of what you sown you'll find
Its just too late, too late, too late
to pretend it was no big deal
the scars still leave their mark on me
My heart is numb and cannot feel
And its too late too late too late
forgiveness's not my forte
You failed me when I needed you
Abandoned me to my fate
So now I'm beyond tears.
Words and Music (c) Graeme Lang 2010
