It's too late, to be smart now,
I'm all out of clever thing to say.
You're gone, and I'm alone now,
I never meant for things to end this way.
But it seems you can't help it,
you keep on flirting till I can't see straight.
It ain't fair, but I guess you've gotta roll with the punches.

It's true,
I can't get you off my mind,
It's you,
and the mess you left behind.

Knocked out, I'm on the ropes now,
I never knew that love could hurt this bad.
My friends say, you'd better off now,
but better off is to little too sad.
But it seems, you can't help it,
you keep going till it's just too late to,
back down. But I guess you've got to roll with the punches.

It's true,
I can't get you off my mind,
It's you,
and the mess you left behind.
It's sad,
I keep breathing by the phone,
it's me, left here all alone,
I'm left here all alone.

It's too late, to be smart now,
I'm all out of clever thing to say,
It ain't fair, but I guess you gotta roll with the punches.

It's true,
I can't get you off my mind,
It's you,
and the mess you left behind.
It's sad,
I keep breathing by the phone,
it's me, left here all alone,