[Verse 1]

  
              

 The battle is

 over.
  
              

 Here we all l

ie
   
              

 In a dry sea 

of Solo cups
   
              

 With the sun 

in our eyes.
   
              

 But it's one 

of those endin

gs
          
              

              
Where no one c

              
laps 'cause th

              
ey're sure tha

           
t there's mo-r

e.
        
   What a grea

            
t way to start

            
 the first day

            
 of the rest o

      
f my life.


[Verse 2]

   
              

I guess the sh

ow's going on.
   
              

   So we pick 

up the pieces
   
              

We dropped for

 a song
      
             A

nd an ear-spli

tting headache
          
              

              
That makes it 

              
hard to figure

              
 out which puz

           
zle they're f-

or.

[Final Chorus]
            
But I can leav

              
e this part ou

         
t of the story

 I write.
              
And there are 

            
worse ways to 

            
start the firs

            
t day of the r

        (
est of my life

)
.


[Bridge]

 

           
Roommates, fri

              
ends, lovers -

 
 quiet.

I'm coming to.
              
I'm turning my

           
self in-to som

          
e-thing a litt

le less promis

ing,
              
A little mo-re

 
 useful.


[Final Chorus]

    (
The battle is 

over.
          
             W

              
e lost, but we

              
'll live to ca

            
ll off the wa-

  
ar.
              
Don't that cei

            
ling look high

          
 from the floo

r?
            
Don't it hurt 

              
just to move  

      
As we shrink f

rom the light?
            
As it pierces 

              
our bodies and

            
 thaws out our

    
 hearts.
            
What a great w

            
ay to start th

            
e first day of

            
 the rest of
              
The rest of my

        
 life.