The grass & the daisies 

Think a lot more of the days than you 

& You're you 



The walls of the maze 

Know the will more than the way than you 

& You're just you 



The buttons on my phone 

Know I hate to be alone 

When I dial, I'm in denial 



But now at least I know 

Where it is I have to go 

I need supplies before I arrive 

"You're running down my thigh," she said 

"He's such a wonderful guy," she said 

"There's pride in wanting to die, 

I think I'll give it a try," she said 

"I can't make it on my own 

& It's so hard to be alone 

When I die 

I'll be alright," 

& Now at least she knows 

Where it is she has to go 

She'll need supplies before she arrives 



We're not gonna die like this 

We're not gonna die like this 

Sing it with me, it goes like this 

We're not gonna die like this 



Hum-Ming-Bird