Everything Ends

Baby, darling, honey I don't mean to make you worry 'bout a thing

For all my hands in pockets forks in electrical sockets keep me sane

And all the foolish poets, all the lines we wrote and everything we'd change

Didn't mean a thing, because we were never ever going to erase

But I'll be, I'll be just the same old me

And I'll be, I'll be just the same old me

Again

And when we reach the gates I wonder if they'll know exactly what we've done

All the lives we took, all the crimes we overlooked, we'd take the sun

For granted if we could, we're just a bit misunderstood and we're still young