Knowing too much makes you lonely 

and I’m afraid that I know too much, darling. 

I’m afraid that I am lonely.

But then again, I’ve been alone for quite some time.

I’m jealous of people who can  

Lay down  

And close their eyes 

And fall asleep just like that

 

Now that you want me it's too late
It's too late for love
Or when you got me
You don't care
It's too late for love
I'm tired, so tired of playing