She takes the blame, takes the pain but the world smiles
Cos outside is just a taxi ride to drive away
So she packs her bags, calls a cab and the world smiles
And inside well she feels all right and turns to say:
"Yes its the end, the final showdown
Yes its the end of our small love
Youll have to find another no one to take the shit like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end."
She feels the sun, phones her mum and the world smiles
Cos outside in the morning light its another day
So she packs her bag, smokes a fag and the world smiles
Cos inside well she feels all right, and turns to say:
"Yes its the end, the final showdown
Yes its the end of our small love
Youll have to find another no one to take the shit like I have
Well I guess this is the end, I guess this is the end... oh well..."
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