It's the end of the world
In the face of a friend
With his head in his hands
The sun hid below the horizon

And I watch as he weeps
Screaming hate into me
Like the truth
It has come to be

You emulate the pattern, give the stitch some 'sistency
Hard to believe it's what you wanted
And at the bottom, nothing matters, not the tool that you use to escape
Just the scapegoat to place all the blame

At the end of it all, we cannot make you stop
All the things that you are doing to yourself
And you cry, yeah, you cry out, you cry out for help
But what you do with it is not worth the while

It's the end of the world
In the face of two friends
With their heads in their hands
The sun hasn't shown since the falling

Out with the old and now
In with the new found void
Lower now than
Ever before, well
You emulate the pattern, give the stitch some 'sistency
Hard to believe it's what you wanted
And at the bottom, nothing matters, not the ones that you choose to betray
Just the scapegoat to place all the blame

At the end of it all, we cannot make you stop
All the things that you are doing to yourself
And you cry, yeah, you cry out, you cry out for help
But what you do with it is not worth the while

Alone in your tomb
A drink for every sad song I've shown you
So what did I do?
Best intentions only to contribute

I won't disappear
But you'll be closer with the photos on your mirror
It's my last attempt left
So just have some faith when I tell you that it's all for the best

At the end of it all, we cannot make you stop
All the things that you are doing to yourself
And you cry, yeah, you cry out, you cry out for help
But what you do with it is not worth the while