I had a brother once
He drowned in a bathtub before he'd ever learned how to talk
And I don't know what his name was
But my mother does
I heard her say it once
Padraic my prince I've all but died
From the sheer weight of my shame
You cried but no one came
And the water filled your ting lungs
Appeared, my dear, and cry for me
Six years ago today
I laid you in your grave
Your sweet young skin was shining then too
So, tonight to celebrate
I will...
I will poison myself
Another coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom
That is spinning
And I close the door
And I rest my head on the tiled floor
Sickness and sleep turning me cold
And I'm still not sure
Is there some better place I could be heading towards?
Where the selfishly sick and self absorbed; are [bad word] 
I saw the future once
I was [bad word] in a phone booth
My eyes were wet and red
But I could not tell what was said
And through the screams of the traffic; voices carried
Saying, "I'm sorry"
On a day so gray it's black inside
Watching churches on on T.V
In [bad word] you don't dream
You just hope that someone sits with you
Babies turn blue when they're ignored
Like the sky on summer days
Before you turn and walk away
It has changed you
So tonight [bad word] 
I will...
I will poison myself
Another coughing, shaking fit in a bathroom
That is spinning