tonights a special night   and she hopes i remember why   two years since we first met   and i wont be late again   "just make it on time"   the last words i heard   as i walked out the door       i glance at my watch it seems i have time   too many mistakes this is the last time   i'll make it ill make i just tell myself   i have to this time or things wont be fine      as the car starts to slow   its just my luck   ten miles away   and my tire's fucked       so you waited up all night   for a dinner of candlelight   hoping things would turn out fine   but still no sign   as you begin to wonder why   and as 7 turns to 10   "well damn hes late again"   and the anger starts to fade   and tears roll down your face   so you waited by the phone   another dinner all alone   and you got a couple calls   but from me none at all       doors open wide to an empty house   by the time i arrived you moved out   and i cant seem to do anything   when i plan something out, my plans fall out       too late for dinner this time   too late tomorrow has come   well im sorry      too late for dinner this time   too late for everything   well im sorry