Lyrics:

Laying on the couch
Waiting for the walls to grow even taller
Like the chaos in my head
I myself am getting smaller
Thinking ’bout my faults
As my self esteem gets lower
I am crawling into bed
Every move I make gets slower

Clinging to my phone
Hoping for the call that helps me feeling better
I am a living dead
Afraid my torment lasts forever
Listening to the songs
That I would love to listen to by your side
By your side – but now it’s too late

It’s too late – it’s too late
I’m sorry for mistakes I made
Afraid of this to be my fate
It’s too late – it’s too late
I want to stop this endless wait
My silent phone and me
But it’s too late

Running up and down in my room
’cause you don’t answer
Silence all around
Tear drops draggle pics of me and her
When I hear the sound
Of my phone that used to ring
Just like this when it’s you
It’s not true – ’cause now it’s too late