I was hoping you'd come back I was looking for a chance To gather up some photographs and laughs To give to you So I drove the long road back Just to hear one last remark Or maybe just an old gag Like "they always get the fat guy in the end." In the end In the end Sun goes down And the stars come out And the world keeps on turning In the end I know you couldn't see But I was there to watch you sleep And I figured out Jesus was wanting you more You'd told me what was bad And told me if I was good At last, too Late I understood Cause they'll always Leave the loser And they always pick a winner Cause they always take the good guy In the end In the end Sun goes down And the stars come out And the world keeps on turning In the end