Honestly, what will become of me? Don't like reality, it's way too clear to me But really, life is dandy We are what we don't see Miss everything daydreaming Flames to dust, lovers to friends Why do all good things come to an end? Flames to dust, lovers to friends Why do all good things come to an end? Come to an end, come to an... Why do all good things come to an end? Come to an end, come to an... Why do all good things come to an end? Traveling, I only stop at exits Wondering if I'll stay Young and restless Living this way, I stress less I want to pull away when the dream dies The pain sets in, and I don't cry I only feel gravity, and I wonder why The dogs were whistling a new tune Barking at the new moon Hoping it would come soon, so that they could— Dogs were whistling a new tune Barking at the new moon Hoping it would come soon Flames to dust, lovers to friends Why do all good things come to an end? Flames to dust, lovers to friends Why do all good things come to an end? Come to an end, come to an... Why do all good things come to an end? Come to an end, come to an... Why do all good things come to an end?