The End Up - Mystery Jets

Written by：William Rees

All the minutes we lived in

Still alive under my skin

So I can't get no sleep

I guess the monuments we made

Were only built to try and save us

The things we couldn't keep

Still I'm turning in my sleep

Because the one that you love

Might not be the one that you were thinking of

Now my friends procreate

The ones who stayed up late

Never knowing who they'd meet

And as I listen to them talk

And watch their babies learn to walk

It's me who's finding my feet

Still you don't know who you're gonna meet

And so the one that you love

Might not be the one with whom you end up

How we end up with who we end up

Is it just a question of luck

Won't it be strange to see how we change

When we're all grown up

How we end up with who we end up

Is it just a question of luck

Yes I hope I end up with you

Tell me do you get to choose

Who you love who you lose

Or is it down to fate

'Cuz I met her once before

In a crowded corridor

But I was born too late

It's the mistake you've got to make

When the one that you love

Might not be the one that you were thinking of

How we end up with who we end up

Is it just a question of luck

Won't it be strange to see how we change

When we're all grown up

How we end up with who we end up

Is it just a question of luck

Won't it be strange to see how we change

When we're all grown up

Yes I hope I end up with you

Yes I hope I end up with you

And I hope I end up with you

Yes I hope I end up with you

Yes I hope I end up with you