Text: Thornley. Tiny Pictures. Might Be The End.

Well, I guess you knew the dream
Was bursting at the seams
And it seems like a nightmare tonight
And that's nothing new

It's like a tip toe through the war zone
Just to let you know that everything is all right
Between me and you

We're fools who get stuck, needing more
So let's try not to care anymore

Sometimes I hold out when I should give in
Seems like it's over and over again
This might be the end

When you're just well intentioned, it's my own reward
We're tiptoeing closer and closer towards
What might be the end, yeah, it might be the end

So there's gotta be something I can say
To make the telephone just ring away tonight
'Cause there's nothing on

And even if it rang, I bet it
Would probably make me regret it
'Cause in hindsight, I've never been wrong

We're fools who get stuck, needing more
So let's try not to even the score

Sometimes I hold out when I should give in
Seems like it's over and over again
This might be the end

When you're just well intentioned, it's my own reward
We're tiptoeing closer and closer towards
What might be the end, yeah, it might be the end

Sometimes I hold out when I should give in
Seems like it's over and over again
This might be the end

When you're just well intentioned, it's my own reward
We're tiptoeing closer and closer towards
What might be the end, it might be the end