Too Late

i-i guess my question is do you

do you think it’s too late for me?

what?

i mean a-a-a-a-a-a-am i just doomed to be the person that i am?

th-the person in that book?

it’s not too late for me, is it?

it’s not too late?

diane, i need you to tell me that it’s not too late

bojack, i

i-i-i-i need you to tell me that i’m a good person

i know that i can be selfish and narcissistic and

self-destructive, but underneath all that, deep down

i’m a good person, and i need you to tell me that i’m good

diane? tell me, please, diane

tell me that i’m good

tell me is it too late to change

don’t say that i’m trapped in my old ways

i’ve been going through some moods swings today

so don’t bother to ask if i’m okay

food stains on my sweater, what do you think?

been running low on gas in my fuel tank

mood gray as the weather when it do rain

feel like i’ve been lacking the p-ssion to do things

stuck in my coc–n

i’m consumed by the feeling that i’m running out of room

like i can’t breathe

like i need to bloom and escape from this place that i’m trapped in

flapping my wings as the b-tterfly i can be

tell me in this metaphor

can i morph to a new me to leave behind any regrets that’ll beset me

i’m not defined by my past, right?

i know that i’m a sad sight

didn’t get a wink of sleep last night

thinking about all the mistakes that i’ve made

that i’ll take to my grave if i stay in this place where i lack light

can’t quite figure out

how to escape from my chrysalis

at war, like a sweepstakes, never winning this

battle of betterment

fighting the sadness and bitterness

developed from the habits i’ve settled in

i wish i wasn’t introverted

i wish that i would talk more

wish i wasn’t awkward

i wish i didn’t end up hurting

all the people who i’m close to

who i’ve been acting cold to

i promise that it’s inadvertent

i wish that i could show you the struggles that i go through

i need you to give me courage

yea, i need you to help me

i need you to tell me

tell me

tell me is it too late to change

don’t say that i’m trapped in my old ways

i’ve been going through some moods swings today

so don’t bother to ask if i’m okay

food stains on my sweater, what do you think?

been running low on gas in my fuel tank

mood gray as the weather when it do rain

feel like i’ve been lacking the p-ssion to do things, oh