Is that the sweet angel I used to know?
She traded her heart for a mention on music road
A little devil on my shoulder gives me a smile
And I can't tell you if he's been there for a while
I've lived on the both sides of the river
I've been both, a saint and a sinner
And I'm here to tell you there's nothing you can really say
All comes down to how you're living at the end of the day
At the end of the day
When [?] you decide to ban in your dreams
Oh, you couldn't really live in someone else's reality
Now you've made up your mind and you're walking away
'Cause you couldn't bare yourself if you stayed for another day
You've leaved your home in Indiana
And headed west for the Santa Ana
And I'm here to tell you there's nothing you can really say
All comes down to how you're living at the end of the day
At the end of the day
End of the day
End of the day
The end of the day
End of the day
End of the day
Ay ay ay ay