Its too late
To fall in love with sharon tate
But its too soon
To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb
So I think its time that you all start
To think about gettin by
But what about that need to go out and find somebody to love

Its too late
Theres no one left that I even wanna imitate
You see, you just dont know
Im here to give you my heart
And you want some fashion show

But it aint no contribution
To go and rely on an institution
To validate your chosen art
And sanction your boredom
And let you play out your part

Its too late
You know when they got nothin to give
They only part their legs for whats negative
And theyre so decadent . . .
Until their daddys money from homes all spent

So I think its time, cuz its too easy
To rely on worshipping strangers and devils in bed,
Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good head

Its too late
You shoulda realized I was worth the wait
Ah, but you didnt hesitate
When she took you off, you let her seal our fate

So I think its time
That you all start
To think about gettin by
Without that need to go out and find
Somebody to love