Sometimes I find myself living in a shotgun shack. Sometimes I tell myself I'm never, ever going back. Sometimes I find myself not knowing what to do. But In the End, In the End I find myself living with you. Sometimes I find myself waking in a stranger's room. Sometimes I find myself waking in a stranger's tomb. Sometimes I find myself walking home without shoes. But In the End, In the End I find myself waking with you. Sometimes I find myself wanting someone else's life. Sometimes I find myself wanting someone else's wife. Sometimes I find myself wanting to start anew. But In the End, In the End I find myself wanting you.