Well, early this momin'it it dawned on me
The kind of man she needed me to be
Shw made a list and laid it there beside me on the bed
Now what i should a done keeps a runnin' through my head
I shoulda done this and i shoulda done that
I shoulda been there and she'd never left
I shoulda been hangin' on to every word she had to say
But, it's little too late, she's a little gone
She's a little too right, i'm a little too wrong
Now would be a good time to change, but it's a little too late
Last night i came home at a quarter to three
And to my surprise she wasn't mad at me
I trought she'd finaly realized not to worry i'd be home
And then i realized this mornin' she was gone
Right now would be the time to change but it's a little too late
