Cut here

"so we meet again," and I offer my hand
all dry and english slow
and you look at me and I understand
yeah, it's a look I used to know

"three long years and your favourite man,
is that any way to say hello?"
and you hold me
like you'll never let me go
like you'll never let me go

"oh, come on and have a drink with me,
sit down and talk a while,"
"oh, I wish I could... and I will,
but now I just don't have the time,"
and over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye
I still see that look in your eye

so dizzy, mr. busy
too much rush to talk to Billy
all the silly, frilly things have to first get done
in a minute, sometime soon
maybe next time, make it June
until later doesn't always come

it's so hard to think it ends sometime
and this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
I should really watch you dance
because it's hard to think
I'll never get another chance
to hold you
to hold you

but chilly, mr. dilly
too much rush to talk to Billy
all the tizzy frizzy idiot things must get done
in a second, just hang on
all in good time, won't be long
until later

I should have stopped to think
I should have made the time
I could have had that drink
I could have talked a while
I would have done it right
I would have moved us on
but I didn't, now it's all too late
it's over, and you're gone

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
I miss you so much

but how many times can I walk away?
I wish, if only
how many times can I talk this way?
I wish, if only
keep on making the same mistake
keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish, if only
but "if only" is a wish too late

- The Cure