Late Lyrics - Songs For Silverman - Ben Folds

Under some dirty words on a dirty wall 

Eating takeout by myself 

I played the shows 

Got back in the van and put the Walkman on 

And you were playing 

In some other dive a thousand miles away 

I played a thousand times before 

And like pathetic stars, the truck stops and the rock club walls 

I always knew 

You saw them too 

But you never will again 

It's too late 

Don't you know 

It's been too late 

For a long time 

Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar 

And some dirty basketball 

The songs you wrote 

Got me through a lot 

Just want to tell you that 

But it's too late 

It's too late 

No, don't you know 

it's been too late 

for a long time 

Oh no 

Things were looking up 

Least that's what I heard 

Oh no 

Someone came and washed away your hard-earned 

Peace of mind 

When desperate static beats the silence up 

A quiet truth to calm you down 

The songs you wrote 

Got me through a lot 

Just want to tell you that 

But it's too late 

It's too late 

No, don't you know 

It's been too late 

For a long time 

It's too late 

It's too late 

No, don't you know 

It's been too late 

For a long time