End of the Line

You think ya know me? I’d think again

I'd walk right by ya and i'd leave ya there for dead

You’re looking out your window, im knocking at your door

You're shaking in your boots, i can feel it through the floor

Id call you lucky if i never had to see your face again

Time is up

End of the line

Life is rough

End of the line

Im the collector, you’re on my list

You’ve got a debt to pay, i'm gonna take it with my fist

You’re beggin me for mercy, we’re standing face to face

You’re done and dusted, disappeared without a trace

But we both know you're gonna get what you deserve

Time is up

End of the line

Life is rough

End of the line

Time is up

End of the line

Life is rough

End of the line