The End کے بول

Feel to me Feel to the end So sick and tired of fighting Don't hang on So sick and tired of trying Feel to me Feel to the end So sick and tired of fighting Don't hang on So sick and tired of trying I was your You were mine I wash my hands for everything you lie Look into your eyes, is this pain real? I try to feel symphathy for everything That you could never be Feel to me Feel to the end (Repeat x2)