you dreamed he'd shine like the sun   now your son is set   hey dad,    grab another cigarette   ashes fall like an unpaid debt   come on everybody    place your bets      in seventh grade    he dug his grave   trying to be cool    with the cool kids, hey   follow everything they say   you might fit in    if you misbehave      at sixteen    he promised he'd be clean   you didn't bend,    but you sure did lean   you do not deserve this      hey mr. Wilmington    yeah, i heard about your son   it's hard enough to hide your scars   in smalltown usa   sweet mr. Wilmington   yeah i read about your son   don't blame yourself,    you raised him right   remember that    when you can't sleep at night      at twenty-one    you found his gun   hey dad   it's just begun   the ties that bind    they come undone      come on everybody   just for fun   at twenty-four    you found him on the floor   decadence was all he wore         at the funeral   read his eulogy   insincere apologies   you do not deserve this   sll the papers and press decide   hey, just another suicide   you do not deserve this