The End

Twenty-two, what do you do?
All my friends are broke and my heart is too
Good job playing along
Volume all the way up hearing my own song
You there, I like your hair
Where'd you get it done, would you care to share?
Mine's plain and kinda lame
And it's dying at the end like me someday
Let's go out
And be loud
We're questioning what we're doing
Second-guessing the things we're choosing
It's gonna lead us into ruin
Paralyzed by indecision
Hold my hand we'll help each other through it
If I know us I know that we can do it
There's really nothing left for us to lose if
The end is just beginning

Twenty-three, what do you mean?
You say I have my whole life ahead of me
But you don't know what you don't know
And I might not wake up tomorrow
Good God, that got dark
But I've only been honest from the start
All I do, and all I've done
Always too much work never enough fun
So let's go out (out)
And be loud
We're questioning what we're doing
Second-guessing the things we're choosing
It's gonna lead us into ruin
Paralyzed by indecision
Hold my hand we'll help each other through it
If I know us I know that we can do it
There's really nothing left for us to lose if
The end is just beginning
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Twenty-four, will we have accomplished more?
(Like an album!)
Twenty-five, will we finally feel alive?
(God I hope so!)
Twenty-six, will we get together like we're kids?
(Sleepover!)
Twenty-seven, will we still be second-guessing?
(Absolutely!)

(slay)