When the gold becomes dough
And the magic starts to fade
When it all comes to an end
When there's nothing left to say
It is what it is

I tried to make it work
My best just wasn't enough
It couldn't be helped, Leanne
The things I would do for you

After all that's said and done
And I'm all alone
When I sit back and reflect
From a broken heart
Sometimes there's regret
It is what it is

It couldn't be helped, Leanne
So many things I wanna say
This is the end

Hey, Mac (whoa)