The End

Theres a storm in my head
And its been raging for years
Can't pull myself out of bed
Can't untie all my fears
I've been hoping for something
Something to make some sense
Out of the question marks
That clutter up in my head

I won't take it personal
All the things that you said
I won't get emotional
I won't take them to bed
But I've been waiting for something
Something to dull the ache
Cause pretty soon they're gonna find out
That these smiles are fake

This is end of it
I feel great
This is the end of it
And that puts a smile on my face

Do you tire restless soul
You never know when to quit
Happiness can't be sold
Its just a feeling you get
I've been searching for something
To lead to it
I never asked for any more
Than I could fit in my fist

I won't take it personal
All the things that you said
I won't get emotional
I won't take them to bed
But I've been waiting for something
Something to dull the ache
Cause pretty soon they're gonna find out
That these smiles are fake