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 

 [bad word] 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