Good Timing - Theoretical Girl

Somewhere, somebody is whistling

But I can’t feel so upbeat

'Cause history tends to repeat for me

Somewhere, somebody is walking

Hand-in-hand with you

But I’m just not that lucky

It’s true…

And I’m just not that fortunate

I always seem to get there too late;

I’ve never been blessed with good timing

It takes a while to fall into place

When it does, it seems I’m too late

I’ve never been blessed with good timing

Somewhere, sombody is feeling content

But it’s not me, not me…

'Cause history tends to repeat, you see

Somewhere, somebody is looking into your big, brown eyes

And I’m just not that fortunate

I always seem to get there too late;

I’ve never been blessed with good timing

It takes a while to fall into place

When it does, it seems I’m too late

I’ve never been blessed with good timing

It takes a while to fall into place

When it does, it seems I’m too late;

I’ve never been blessed with good timing