End Of The Day - Beck
I've seen the end of the day come too soon Not a lot to say, not a lot to do You played the game, you owe nothing to yourself Rest a day, for tomorrow you can't tell You can't tell I've seen the end of the day come too late Seen the love you had turning into hate Had to act like I didn't even care But I did so I got stranded standing there Standing there It's nothing that I haven't seen before But it still kills me like it did before No it's nothing that I haven't seen before But it still kills me like it did before I've seen the end of the day come too soon Like the prison dogs they set out after you You owe nothing to the past but wasted time To serve a sentence that was only in your mind In your mind It's nothing that I haven't seen before But it still kills me like it did before No it's nothing that I haven't seen before But it still kills me like it did before
Artist: Beck
Title: End Of The Day