"I used to think laughing was an easy thing A tiny silver bell that learned to ring Now I haven't left the house in a little while Unread letters in a dusty pile The End Is Nigh, my friend I will be brave Pick up the pieces of a dream I save I miss the sound of your voice Inside my head tonight Dropped my penny in the wishing well Nice to have a friend in this burning hell Lazy eye and a crooked grin Didn't have a heart 'till you let me in The End Is Nigh, my friend I will be brave Pick up the pieces of a dream I save I miss the sound of your voice Inside my head tonight Leveled and twisted in the frozen ground What kind of prison is the love I found? Bones are falling like lemon drops Blood shooting out of The chimney tops The End Is Nigh, my friend I will be brave Pick up the pieces of a dream I save I miss the sound of your voice Inside my head tonight My head tonight"