Feels Like The End Of The World

In the dawn on the roof, there's a semblance of truth

In the half light that sings to me of you

With my bottle full of sin, I hoist a toast to the mesin(?)

That these black clouds mean the monsoon

Because the sun refused to shine since you left me dumb and blind

Sometimes it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world

And every word I never spoke dies like a spark smothered in smoke

pulled from the glow of a shitty cigarette

And I probably should shave and dig myself out of this grave

But I can't go

No, not just yet

Mostly the nights they ain't half bad

It's the days that seem designed to drive you mad

Sometimes it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world

So tonight in the bar of this hotel bazaar

I'll write some postcards and throw them away

And maybe someday I'll leave here

But the drinks, they are so cheap here

And somebody's always got to pay

And it feels like the end of the world

And it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world

Yes it feels like the end of the world