End Of Me

I've always cared too much
For all my careless problems
Driving right up 65, I wanna leave it there to die
By the roadside, I finally feel alive

Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now
Whoa, whoa the clouds are breaking
Whoa, this could be the end
The end of me

The road to rest is far
And I've seen my share of restless nights
And I dare myself to lose control as if I even had a hold
Of my own life, could I finally feel alive

Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now
Whoa, whoa, the clouds are breaking
Whoa, this could be the end
The end of me

Waiting on my world to fall apart
I gotta let it burn

Whoa, whoa, the time is here and now
Whoa, whoa, the clouds they're breaking
Whoa, this could be the end

Whoa, this could be the end
Whoa, this could be the end
The end of me