I don't believe in happy endings.
Or even endings at all.
It all goes on.
Have we left ourselves unfinished?
Is there something left to do?
It all goes on.
So tell me
Do you think the story's done?
Not yet, not now.
The clenched fist
Is chained by its own anger.
The clenched fist
It can never be free
We all go on.
Have you travelled cross deep water
To accept uncertainty?
It all goes on.
So tell me
Do you think the story's done?
Not yet, not now.
So tell me
Will we all come tumbling down?
Not yet, not now.
Do you believe in happy endings?
Is there an ending at all?
We all go on.
Have you left yourself unfinished?
Have you something left to do?
It all goes on.
So tell me,
Do you believe?
I don't believe in happy endings
It all goes on.