Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Travelling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end
come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end
come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end
And the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die
And the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die
die...die...die...
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end
come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end
come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end