The End of the Line

It hurts so bad inside - dialing into

The payphone that's outside of the show

'Cause everywhere I go

My head is just a wreck - and it's no secret

I've been dealing with it, but all I know

Is that I want to go



To the end of the line

But it's obviously time

To stop this empty train

And let somebody in.



A hundred thousand nights - always moving

To finally feel alright

But so unsure if it will endure



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Cause even here tonight

Where I'm so wound up inside,

I know that it's time - it's time.