We're born to die just killing time it's impossible to say
You don't wanna waste it, but in the end we're all the same
Searching for redemption the insaneness of it all
Find some shelter in a hiding place it's the coming of  the fall
it's the
End of the Road
End of the Road

They tell you what they want from you and tell you what you need
But they can't tell you how to find yourself and you get caught up in the greed
The simple life is easy but it's so hard to get ahead
When all you see on tv are the things you wish you had
No more rules, nothing's bad and you can't believe your eyes
Drilling it in your head, selling you, telling you
it's the
End of the Road
End of the Road
End of the Road
End of the Road
You use it up so fast and then you're on to something new
But that's what they live on, they keep hyping it to you
it's the
End of the Road
End of the Road
solo
End of the Road (people can you hear me)
End of the Road ( people can you hear me)
The End of the Road....
c 2003 Convertible Blondes