Rails until the city sun And the longest hallway on Valencia Are screaming your name Through a mess of sweat-soaked covers And the bottles that you've been pissing in Used to be filled with your medicine But the signature on the prescription is your own I want you to say that you understand How it fell right through your shaking hands It's making me sick Hush now, don't say a word Down that hall comes the end of my world Screaming my name Through a mess of sweat-soaked covers And the shadows that you've been hiding in They know all the names of your relatives The signature on the will, it is your own I want you to say that you understand How it fell right through your shaking hands It's making me sick The engines idled in the tanks that day The bombs were attatched to the wings of the plane And I heard a sound Instead of sinking in the bay I thought of someone I could save My arms hit the water past the disappearing shore I was swimming my way to the liquor store This is the cause, the root of my anger