Waiting for the end.

Waiting for the end to come,

Wishing I had strength to stand,

This is not what I had planned,

It's out of my control.

Sitting in an empty room,

Trying to forget the past,

This was never meant to last,

I wish it wasn't so.

What was left when that fire was gone?
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong,

All caught up in the eye of the storm

And trying to figure out what it's like moving on.

And I don't even know what kind of things I've said,

My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead.

So picking up the pieces, now where to begin?

- Waiting For The End by Linkin Park