Too Late to Start Over

You know my story
I've been telling it to anyone I could find
If I would lose you, I'd lose my mind
Over and over agian until next time

Lights out to expectations
Goodbye to bad intentions
There's nothing wrong with letting go

I know all about you
Give me a pen and I'll write you a book of how we both f**ked up
Walked away, got back just in time to make up for the new years

I send you stationary
It wasn't ordinary
You got it and told me that everything would be O.K
Next morning came conclusion:
It's too late to start all over
(Sorry about the past)