It Is What It Is

When the gold becomes dough
And the magic starts to fade
When it all comes to an end
When there's nothing left to say
It is what it is

I tried to make it work
My best just wasn't enough
It couldn't be helped, Leanne
The things I would do for you

After all that's said and done
And I'm all alone
When I sit back and reflect
From a broken heart
Sometimes there's regret
It is what it is

It couldn't be helped, Leanne
So many things I wanna say
This is the end

Hey, Mac (whoa)