Text: Jim Carroll. It's Too Late.

It's too late
To fall in love with Sharon Tate
But it's too soon
To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb

I think it's time that you all start
To think about gettin' by
But I have that need to go out
And find somebody to love

It's too late
There's no one left that I even wanna imitate
You see, you just don't know
I'm here to give you my heart and you want some fashion show

But it ain't no contribution
To rely on an institution
To validate your chosen art
And to sanction your boredom and let you play out your part

It's too late you know when they got nothin' to give
They only part their legs for what's negative
They, they're so decadent
Until their daddy's money from home's all spent

So I think it's time, because it's too easy
To rely on worshiping devils and strangers in bed
Though they do get good drugs
And they do give good head

It's too late
You shoulda realized I was worth the wait
Ah, but you didn't hesitate
When he took you off, you let him seal our fate

So I think it's time that you all start
To think about gettin' by
Without that need to go out and find
Somebody to love