The End

Take what you can

The end is coming

All your possessions, forget them, you left them

A lesson you learnt when the tables were turned in your Heaven

So cry yourself to sleep tonight

When sunrise comes we're cutting ties

The end is coming

I will be here waiting when times are tough

I promise that you're good enough

Tear down these walls

'Cause the paint wears thin

Never been enough, never good enough, always out of luck

A sinking feeling, but I'm still believing

There's a heart in our home

I will be here waiting when times are tough

I promise that you're good enough

Standing like a lighthouse when the tides are rough

I promise that you're good enough

Take a breath, call me up when you feel down on your luck

I promise that you're good enough

Take a breath, call me up when you feel down on your luck

I promise that you're good enough

I will be here waiting

Tear down these walls

'Cause the paint wears thin

Never been enough, never good enough, always out of luck

A sinking feeling, but I'm still believing

There's a heart in our home

Take what you can

The end is coming

Don't tell me you've never felt anything like this

'Cause when we feel nothing, it's the closest it gets to bliss

I can't begin to comprehend the thought of waking up tomorrow

When what I live today, feels like it's stolen, begged and borrowed