This Is the End

So this is the end of you and me, a desperate angel and Melancholy I can’t take your company anymore, so just please leave when I say goodbye Don’t stand in my door and watch me cry This is the evening that we both die A run cut short by insincerity The birthing of calamity A dramatic ending to a tragic friend It was good for a little while, but we both grew old to a little child, as toys unloved, unwanted, not needed If these regrets could change our course, would it be worth the effort? I’ll wipe the slate clean of you and I This is the day that we both die The pain will pass as the days go by Hope will shine once again We both say we can still be friends, but that never happens in the end There’s always that uneasiness That dreaded curse of old thoughts and revealing old feelings The remembrance of the fights we won Wondering where the joy has gone Questioning if what’s right was done