Besedila: Offspring, The. The End Of The Line.

All the memories are too few



When the pastor's music plays

And that casket rolls away

I could live again if you

Just stay alive for me



Please stay now, you left me here alone - it's the end of the line

Please stay I can't make it on my own - it's the end of the line

Make it on my own

It's the end of the line



Now that you are dead and gone

And I'm left to carry on

I could never smile cause you

Won't stay alive for me



Finally,

Your final resting day

Is without me

I weep

And think of brighter days

What about me?



You can't take back, the one mistake

That still lives on after life it takes

In that one day, that changed our lives

And bitter memories are left behind