This is the End

And this is the end
No one lives past 23
And soon the childhood bedroom where you slept
Will be the bedroom where you're smoking weed

And you're favourite store
Turns to a coffee shop when you're 16
And all the toys that you bought
Haven't been touched since before you were a teen

And I can't stand
Staying up late again
And getting high with my friends
Already past 3 a.m.
And I guess
I guess this is the end (the end)

And the shirts you cropped (you cropped)
The ones you haven't worn in weeks
You'll keep saying, "I'm not drunk"
But we both know you're anything but clean
And it's not my fault (not my fault)
They got you hooked when you were 13
You started out on cigarettes
Now you're sleeping over on LSD
And I can't stand
Staying up late again
And getting high with my friends
Already past 3 a.m.
And I guess
I guess this is the end (this is the end)
And I can't stand
Staying up late again
And getting high with my friends
Already past 3 a.m.
And I guess
I guess this is the

How was that?