In the end will it matter that you've gone
In the end will I go on minding that you've gone
Will the night always seem so long
Is it really darkest before dawn
Will I see whiskey as a Mother
In the end
In the end will I smash my brains with drinking
Till I fall down on the floor
Will I hiccup and jabber
Saying things I never meant
Will I kiss and cry and wake to find
A sordid stranger by my bed
Will the world shake its sensible head
And say the words that have to be said
She's got a problem.
Every problem has a solution in the end
And solutions must be final
For help gets so unhelpful near the end
When I take my last ride
Down the Big Dipper slide
Will I care, will it matter
If the world should say
She had a problem
She had a problem
She had a problem
In the end will it matter that you've gone
In the end will I go on minding that you've gone
Will the night always seem so long
Is it really darkest before dawn
Will I see whiskey as a Mother
In the end
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