Swing for me, and show me the truth
Getting rid of my blues
Love me, 'cause I'm sick without you
And for you I'll be a fool, yea
But you've gone-a, gone-a
But you've gone-a, gone-a
But you've gone-a, gone-a
Gone away, gone away, gone away
In the end it don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
We'll be dead, and you know it's the truth
In the end it don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
We'll be dead, and so will you
Weep, 'cause I've failed you
Make me whole with your blues
Cure me, I'm in need of relief
And I'm ready to grit my teeth
I'm thinkin', thinkin'
I'm thinkin', thinkin'
I'm thinkin', thinkin'
Of the dark inside
In the end it don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
We'll be dead, and you know it's the truth
In the end it don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
We'll be dead, and so will you
In the end it don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
We'll be dead, and you know it's the truth
In the end it don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
Don't matter
We'll be dead, and so will you