All Farewells Should Be Sudden

Protect me from what I want God will take what you've got It's dangerous to place your worth In measuring how much it hurts When it's over At its so-called end Will we fold and do it all again? Now I'm older, I'm a pragmatist But I'm told that this is not an exit There's no need to feign our goodbyes I'm to blame If purgatory does not exist Do you compromise your avarice? When it's over At its so-called end Will we fold and do it all again? Now I'm older and I'm a pragmatist But I'm told that this is not an exit Last lines, no contest Sycophants do your best It's hard to say just what was worse Watching now as you go first When it's over At its so-called end Will we fold and do it all again? Now I'm older, and I'm a pragmatist But I'm told that this is not an exit And when it's over And at its so-called end Oh will we fold or do it all again? And now I'm older, and I'm a pragmatist But I'm told that No, this is not an exit So head down, and do your best Try to feign no interest It's dangerous to judge yourself Through the eyes of someone else Do your best My father said The child is dead And I am death