Sittin in my dad's house
and looking through this photo book...

I've never seen Dylan, my little baby brother.
We've got the same dad, but a different mother...

You keep on saying that you're sorry, daddy,
but I'm not mad at you...

As I stare out this window,
harder and harder it rains...

Life-
it's a quickly fading breath...

I must admit
that I'm in love...

I used to swing at everything,
then I swang at nothing at all...

People always wonder
(especially those who know my past...

To all the beaten down people,
the hurt, saddened, we all know...

It is my infirmities
that have led me here...

I know the title sounds like a Metallica song,
but really, it's all about you...

Just a fun day at Six Flags,
that's all it was supposed to be...