Title card. You stand before me, now we stare eye to eye Before another second bleeds away, one of us will die You reach for your metal, as I reach for mine The sound of bullets flying through the air, is followed by a cry, and the cryin' What will we do? What will we say? When it's the end of this game that we play? Will we crumble into the dust, my friend? Or will we start this game over again? It's coming back to me This young man lies alone, but fastened to the ground The sound of fleeing feet and a cryin' eye, will be his last sound, yeah What do we gain from all of this now? Was it worth it alive? No We've thrown all our hopes away, and set our dreams aside Now we're cryin' What will we do? What will we say? When it's the end of this game that we play? Will we crumble into the dust, my friend? Or will we start this game over again? It's coming back to me It's coming back to me It's coming back to me It's coming back to me What will we do? What will we say? When it's the end of this game that we play Will we crumble into the dust, my friend? Or will we start this game over again?