Either Way We Lose.

Will the sun come up?
Or sleep forever?
Either way we lose.

This sunset shines violet,
reflecting off your eyes.
Tonight is the last beauteous one,
for one last beautiful goodbye.

The leaves are gold,
but can't be seen.
And I think we both know,
they'll never again green.

If morning never comes,
and I doubt it does...
You were the greatest
that ever, ever was.

Let's fight for what we're losing,
exactly how we said we wouldn't.
Hell, if this is the last day,
there's no reason we shouldn't.

Will the sun come up?
Or sleep forever?
Either way we lose.