BY THE END OF THE DAY

Mendacity drips from the TV screen again
They cluck about what he said and what he means again
Now I see that face wherever I go
He's got eyes like two piss holes in the snow

I never thought that I'd ever be like this again
I was over the fence, I thought I'd never come back to this again
Now I worry every day
Now I even worry about what I say

But I'll drink my fill by the end of the day
I'll pay my bill by the end of the day
I'll lose my will by the end of the day
By the end of the day

The message left his mouth the day before
They act like it's the word of God and you can't question anymore
Yeah, they talk like they're my friends
But I might as well be roadkill to them

I'll tip my hand by the end of the day
I'll make my stand by the end of the day
I'll wear their brand by the end of the day
By the end of the day

That breeze is blowing through the trees again
It won't be long 'til we're back on our knees again
It's true nobody wants to die
But I'm headed for that flophouse in the sky

They'll hate my guts by the end of the day
They'll call me nuts by the end of the day
They'll shut me up by the end of the day
By the end of the day

Written by Michael Whyte
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