Too Late

I'm standing in the center of the Room
Right in front of you
But you don't even notice me

You're happy , & It kills me
You make her smile
And i want to scream. . . .
That should be me

I should be the one
Holding your hand
Not her

I should be the one
You hold
Not her

Those lips touching yours
Should be mine
Not her's

I should of never
Taken you for granted
Thinking you'll wait for me Forever

I should of
Been yours

..... But now it's too late