End Of

This is not a love song,
That was just a phase.
Now the sweet’s turned sour,
The secure starts to dislocate.
Hopelessly devoted, ridiculed by charm,
You were the light of my life,
And now you’re in the dark.

I’m not your fault,
But I am your problem.

I’ll tell you right now,
I would have fucking died for you.
You wouldn’t know how,
To be a friend,
You’re ill-prepared.

Woah, end of your testimony.
Woah, I want everything you owe me.
Woah, no time for ceremony now.
‘Cause it’s the end of the start.

Eventually you’ll notice,
Eventually you’ll care.
When the real stays real,
And the fakes start to disappear.
Your enemy’s the closest friend you’ll ever make.
If you look hard enough,
They’re one and the same.

I’ll tell you right now,
I would have fucking died for you.
You wouldn’t know how,
To be a friend,
You’re ill-prepared.

Woah, end of your testimony.
Woah, I want everything you owe me.
Woah, no time for ceremony now.
‘Cause it’s the end of the start.
‘Cause it’s the end of the start.

End of…
End of…
End of…

I got your testimony.
I got your testimony.