If this is the end There’s nowhere I’d rather be No one I’d rather see the end with There’s beer in the fridge In this place that I live With the love of the woman I live with Tell God on his throne to leave us alone If this is the end Two dogs and a cat A little psychopath I swear she fell down the stairs around midnight I listen to music I work in the yard And when the snow comes I’ll probably go crazy Or maybe I won’t ‘Cause I'm taking it slow Look at how the candles flicker in the window Look at how the leaves are turning gold out on the trees Sounds a little corny, a little like john denver But the turning of the seasons gives me something to believe in So if this is the end There’s nowhere I’d rather be No one I’d rather see the end with Tell God on his throne to leave us alone If this is the end