Texty: Nick Jonas and the Administration. In The End.

This town's too small for
You to run around like you do
You're taking things
That just don't belong to you

Picture yourself inside a room, now
Imagine the freedom that you lose
Well baby it all comes back to haunt you
In the end

Baby it hurts the most when you
Don't have a friend
You know you broke our trust and now you're stuck
On the wrong side of the fence
Baby it all comes back to haunt you
in the end

I know you're scared
That somebody will find you out
But you're not aware
That we know what you're all about

Picture yourself inside a room, now
All of your guilt comes down on you

Well baby it all comes back to haunt you in the end
Baby in hurts the most when you don't have a friend
You know you broke our trust and now you're stuck
On the wrong side of the fence
Baby it all comes back to haunt you
In the end

You'll cry alone
And nobody will see you through
You made your choice
And there's nothing that you can do

Cause, Well baby it all comes back to haunt you
In the end
Baby it hurts the most when you don't have a friend
You know you broke our trust and now you're stuck
On the wrong side of the fence
Baby it all comes back to haunt you
Oh, comes back to haunt you
All comes back to haunt you
In the end