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