This is the beginning of the end
Decay when I count to ten
Nothing more but a bad kind of dream
When the walls are closing in

This is the beginning of the end 
I mourn for the beautiful intent
It could've turned out right
It should've turned out right

I'm not over
I'm not over
Gonna make a short detour

This is the beginning of the end
Yet what I [bad word] Is why this joke is on me
Why is it always on me

This is the beginning of the end
Will the [bad word] remain unsaid?
Sleep tight on the bed that you made
No one cares to see you fade

I will not bend 
I will not break
Untill I'm satisfied
I will not bend
I will not break
Erase it from my mind
I will not bend 
I will not break
I will not bend 
I will not break
And even with this part of me gone