Текст песни The end - Brett Franklin

If none of this mattered we'd all go home
If climbing this latter makes a bigger show
If painting this picture is the way to go
Then I'm there
If "Fake it 'til you make it" is a sport I play
I play it very well, I say it everyday
If painting this picture is the way to go
Then I'm there
Where will this take me in the end?
When will I stop playing pretend?
When do I get the things I'm longing for in my head?

If I go on another year (If I go on another year)
Then I run off and disappear (Then I run off and disappear)
Would I still hear the words that bring me pain and tears? (Would I still hear the words that bring me pain and tears?)
Would I still wonder on the plans I made through the years? (Would I still wonder on the plans I made through the years?)
Will I still wonder?
What will I wonder?

Where will this take me in the end?
When will I stop playing pretend?
When do I get the things I'm longing for in my head?
When do they start feeling like friends?
When do I start to comprehend
That everything that I've been longing for is the end

Where will this take me in the end?
When will I stop playing pretend?
When do I get the things I'm longing for in my head?
When do they start feeling like friends?
When do I start to comprehend
That everything that I've been longing for is the end
Everything that I've been longing for is the end