give me an honest answer, please   how much longer will you wait   for me to make up my mind   when a simple choice is all it'd take?   i could tell you why i hesitate   it's all because way too many things could change      today's too late   in two days tomorrow will be yesterday   and you still won't know what to say   two days too late      give me an honest answer, please   how much longer will it hurt   for me to think of your crooked smile   and crooked sense of style?   heaven doesn't know the hell i'm going through   trying to get over you   unholy angels with hollow wings follow me   with hungry eyes and lullabies   but i'm not pacified   more like horrified, mortified   nowhere near glorified      you said today's too late   in two days tomorrow will be yesterday   and you still won't know what to say   today's too late   today's yesterday's tomorrow   and you have seen no sign of change   two days too late