The epic, sing-along finale!

Here, let me pull out my country side for you.

Your savior isn't coming!
He isn't riding a white horse.
He cannot stop this ship from sinking,
Your savior cannot change the course.
If it's darkness that you're looking for,
It's darkness that you're always gonna find.
Whether you hide yourself in shadows
Or you stare into the sun
You will go blind.

Your savior isn't coming!
He cannot break your iron chains.
He cannot stop this plague from spreading,
He can't revive your cold remains.
All your wishing and your waiting, well, I
haven't seen it fix a goddamn thing.
Talking loud and doing nothing's left you poor
And kept your tormentor a king.

But it's not all lost,
No, it's not all lost.
'Cause you got eyes and you got toes
And you got hands and a heart that glows
And a mind sharp as a tack
And ideas, they never lack
But you gotta pull your body out
Out of terror, out of doubt
'Cause you got a power all your own
In the marrow of your bones
You got a power all your own
You got a power all your own

Your savior isn't coming!
I guess you'll have to save yourself.

Delicate fingers and uncanny hands
They can't lift the burden from your shoulders
Oh, the distance is getting further
While your tendons are growing colder

And the sky yawns black every night
All toothy and full of wonder
But your night terrors, your aches and your pains
They're gonna pull you under.

You, just you, your delicate fingers, your uncanny hands
They're not even strong enough to pluck out your eyes
And no one's gonna pity you 'til you're blind
But they've never heard the way you cry
Out in your sleep, when there's no place to hide

You're so low,
There's nowhere to go
But up.

You and I will never eat at that one restaurant
You and I will never visit that one place
You and I will never get drunk watching Doctor Who again
You and I will never explore outer space
The morning sky and I are blue
'Cause I'm thinking about the things we'll never do.

You and I will never become passive aggressive
Or any more aggressively passive than we already are
You and I will never get there late 'cause someone forgot the tickets
Nor argue about where you parked the goddamn car
No, I don't have a single clue
Why I'm thinking about the things we'll never do.

We will never compromise each other's opportunities
You and I will never have to bear that load
And you will never have to feel resentful
Of the people I'll be meeting on the road.

Oh, take me to that open road!
Put me in front of a thousand strangers but I'm
Not the man they'll see!
They'll only see some lonely hipster
Playing ukulele! Oh, give me clowns
And paper towns
And the contra bass
And the thrilling chase
And the inner spark
And the streets gone dark
And the dancers leaping through the park
Make my life a zoo!
So I won't have time to remember the things we'll never do.

You and I will never raise a bunch of chickens
You and I will never argue all night long
You and I will never have make-up sex
(or at least, not for a very long time)
You and I may never know what we did wrong.
In spite of what we will go through,
We will always have the things we'll never do.