tonights a special nightnnand she hopes i remember whynntwo years since we first metnnand i wont be late againnnjust make it on timennthe last words i heardnnas i walked out the door nnnni glance at my watch it seems i have timenntoo many mistakes this is the last timenni'll make it ill make i just tell myselfnni have to this time or things wont be finennnnas the car starts to slownnits just my lucknnten miles awaynnand my tire's fucked nnnnso you waited up all nightnnfor a dinner of candlelightnnhoping things would turn out finennbut still no signnnas you begin to wonder whynnand as 7 turns to 10nnwell damn hes late againnnand the anger starts to fadennand tears roll down your facennso you waited by the phonennanother dinner all alonennand you got a couple callsnnbut from me none at all nnnndoors open wide to an empty housennby the time i arrived you moved outnnand i cant seem to do anythingnnwhen i plan something out, my plans fall out nnnntoo late for dinner this timenntoo late tomorrow has comennwell im sorrynnnntoo late for dinner this timenntoo late for everythingnnwell im sorry