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