The End

You can find your future

Or run into your past

You can look for answers

At the bottom of a glass

You can make a best friend

And never know their name

And buy 'em shots of tequila then forget why you came

There's a million things that you can find

Bartender conversation or a pair of blue eyes, yeah

Your true love or next broken heart

Maybe a party crowd on a Friday night

Long necks, long lines and neon signs, hell

Sometimes that's where it all starts

At the end of a bar

You can hear a cover band

Playin' 90s songs

Become a brand new man

To time marches on

Time marches on

There's a million things that you can find

Bartender conversation or a pair of blue eyes, yeah

Your true love or next broken heart

Maybe a party crowd on a Friday night

Long necks, long lines and neon signs, hell

Sometimes that's where it all starts

At the end of a bar

Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, ooh

There's a million things that you can find

Bartender conversation or a pair of blue eyes, yeah

Your true love or a next broken heart (or a next broken heart)

Maybe a party crowd on a Friday night

Long necks, long lines and neon signs, hell

Sometimes that's where it all starts

At the end of a bar, oh, oh, yeah

At the end of a-, at the end of a-, at the end of a bar

At the end of a-, at the end of a-, at the end of a bar

(Oh, you know that's right where you start)

You can find your future

Or run into your past

You can look for answers

At the bottom of a glass