End of the line

She's walking around in emptiness
She's looking for the good
She left in her prom dress
She can't take back all her regrets
Her only hope is what she did she'll soon forget

The sky's a blur
My drug, my friend
Sometimes you can't avoid the lonesome bitter end
She's breathing in some nicotine
And when she's down she'll drown this town in kerosene
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line

The ganja boys
They like her there
Maybe the truth is just too much for you to bear
You can't avoid a compromise
Maybe this is just a reflection of what's on your mind
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line

Even all this time, we're still making fine
Even all this time, we're still making fine
Even all this time, we're still making fine

This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
You can't avoid a compromise
This must be the end of the line
You can't avoid what's on your mind
This must be the end of the line
You can't avoid a compromise
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
She's walking around in emptiness
She's looking for the good
She left in her prom dress