End Like This - Rocky Votolato

A streetlight, the old fashioned kind

Puts you in a dirt yard behind a chain link fence

Bright watery eyes and ivory skin

She is the devil and he is the devil’s friend

You can dance and play

These games all evening

You’ll be dead by morning

So nothing’ll matter then

The headlights of a flatbed pick up truck puts you in the past

You’re on a dirt road behind the house

Why did he go blind not see the stars at night

Shine down on a family, poison, seed it, fertilize

You can dance and play

These games all evening

You’ll be dead by morning

So nothing’ll matter then

She said, «If it’s my time to pass, I’m not afraid

I won’t scream or fight

I just can’t do it myself so please go get a gun or knife

And help me do this right»

She ran out in front of a truck

So it would look much more like an accident

Courage comes to it

It’s been disabled

Crippled, and cramped

Potential is sad

So go find out what comes after the end