Charlie cries,

at the end of the day,

Charlie lies,

at the start of the day.

 

But I am Charlie’s only friend,

at the end of the day,

I’m the only one who wants to contend,

at the start of the day.

 

Charlie does not know this,

at the end of the day,

for I keep it from him,

at the start of the day.

 

Does this mean I lie too,

at the end of the day?

Does this mean I cry too,

at the start of the day?

 

But it doesn’t matter,

at the end of the day,

for Charlie is my brother,

at the start of the day.

 

And throughout.