The End

Yeah, I'm neurotic, toxic, hypnotic

But one of these things is not what you wanted

I'm your bitter twisted friend

Let me circle 'round your head

Some decisions are conscious collisions

When you're on your own, split whole into divisions

I'm the perfect line of thread

Let it circle 'round your head

And it was all my fault

But I'll stick it out to the end

And it was all for love

But I'll stick it out to the end

To the end

Still, you hide it, left undecided

When you're all choked up and don't even deny it

Let me circle 'round your head

Let me circle 'round your head

And it was all my fault

But I'll stick it out to the end

And it was all for love

But I'll stick it out to the end

To the end

Tell me you're gone

So I can just carry on

To the end

To the end

And it was all my fault

And it was all for love

And it was all my fault

And it was all for love

And it was all my fault

But I'll stick it out to the end

And it was all for love

But I'll stick it out to the end

To the end

Tell me you're gone

So I can just carry on

To the end

To the end

And it was all my fault

But I'll stick it out to the end