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It's too late.

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I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around, and say That it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize It's too late.