In the end, nothing really matters,
In the end, all you have is yourself.
The music stops, the lights go off.
In the end you are left with absolutely nothing.
In the end, you are judged unfairly.
Right then, you are back to zero,
Your efforts completely forgotten.
It goes back to black.
I’m holding on to your hand.
In my mind I can still see you,
In the black, in the darkness,
I still grab on.