In the end will it matter that you've gone ? In the end will i go on minding that you've gone ? Will the night always seem so long, Is it really darkest before dawn ? Will i see whiskey as a mother in the end ?
In the end will i smash my brains with drinking Till i fall down on the floor, Will i hiccup and jabber, Saying things i never meant ? Will i kiss and cry and wake to find A sordid stranger by my bed ? Will the world shake its sensible head And say the words that have to be said: "she's got a problem."
Every problem has a solution in the end And solutions must be final For help gets so unhelpful near the end.
When i take my last ride Down the big dipper slide, Will i care, will it matter If the world should say: "she had a problem."
She had a problem. She had a problem.
In the end will it matter that you've gone ? In the end will i go on minding that you've gone ? Will the night always seem so long, Is it really darkest before dawn ? Will i see whiskey as a mother In the end ?
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