The End of the Line

It hurts so bad tonight,
Dialing into the payphone that’s outside of the show,
'Cause everywhere I go my head is just a wreck,
And it’s no secret I’ve been dealing with it,
But all I know is that I want to go.
To the end of the line, but it’s obviously time,
To stop this empty train and let somebody in.
A hundred thousand nights,
Always moving to finally feel alright,
But so unsure if it will endure.
To the end of the line, but it’s obviously time,
To stop this empty train and let somebody in.
'Cause even here tonight,
Where I’m so wound up inside,
I know that it’s time,
It’s time.
To the end of the line, but it’s obviously time,
To stop this empty train and let somebody in.
To the end of the line, but it’s obviously time,
To stop this empty train and let somebody in.