Oh the patriot,
with the red, white, and blue...

I'm dying to slit my wrist;
the chance to watch myself fade away...

I'm sorry for the things I've done;
said; and will do...

I'm dying.
Yes...

My skin is numb;
I can't file a thing...

As I sit in this cafe,
I find myself wondering...

America is wonderful!
Every thing\'s just fine...

We hear it everyday,
words everyone can say...

Woman.
The name's just right...

I tell no one,
I speak of nothing...

Through the darkness,
past the sun...

My nights are so dark,
my days are not bright...