Too Late

don’t it hurt deep inside
To see someone do something’to her
Oh don’t it pain to see someone cry
Oh es’pecly when domeone is her.
Silence is golden
but my eyes’still see.
Silence is golden
golden.
But my eyes still see.
A talk
in’is’cheap
people follow line sheep.
Even tho’there is nowhere to go How could she tell he de celved her so well
Pity she’ll be the last one to know.
Silence is golden …
How many times will she fall for his line?
Should I tell he or should I keep cool
and if I tried I know f’shed say I lied
mind your busness
dowhurt her you fodl.
Silence is golden
but my eyes’still see.
Silence is golden
golden.
But my eyes’still see.
But my eyes’still see.
But my eyes’still see.