With a flick of your hand, it's gone
One twitch of an arm then the end
It's in your lap is all I can say
So do what you want, we'll be gone by the end of the day
So strike the match and lie back down
Sink noise of the earth into these walls
You could have held but you [A7won't
So do what you [A7want, we'll be [Am]gone by the end of the day