Too late now Your entrances are exits with a bow Too late now Your entrances are exits with a bow She's got no monastery way Hard to ignore, she's over the praise There are no mistakes It's in your eyes How can you live your life this way Like we live on [?]? There are no mistakes It's in your eyes Sitting in the backseat Hoping we can meet Too late now Your entrances are exits with a bow Too late now Your entrances are exits with a bow Watching you sit, read, and sigh The perfect length to live and die There are no mistakes It's in your eyes As you give a long goodbye Names in stone are the reason why There are no mistakes It's in your eyes What's your instinct? What's your instinct? What's your instinct? What's your instinct? Sitting in the backseat