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     "You're running 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