Standing on out on thenEdge of the buildingnWatching the traffic belownDrinking a beer and thinking of jumpingnNot far from ready to gonnBelow me the crowdnSlowing gathers aroundnCops cars with news cameras toonI just can't get out of this pain I'm innAnd I don't know what else to donnSometimes i feel likenI'm so uninvitednLike something so out of touchnThey tell me depressionnRuns in the familynWell, that doesn't help me muchnnThe crowds yelling jumpnOver a cop on a bullhornnMaking them harder to hearnHe's saying something aboutnHaving so much to live fornI'm almost threw with my beernn(Whistling)nnSquinting my eyes to nSee through the sunlightnThe crows even bigger nownThere's no point in wonderingnWhat afterlife's likenIt don't matter anyhownWe're already in hellnAs far as I can tellnJust listen to these people screamnThis feels like a rally nIn a high school field housenI feel like the captain of the teamnnWell, here goes the captain of the team...n(Whistling)nnFollow the light to the Garden of EdennYou stand at the pearly gatesnSaint Peter comes overnHis hand on my shouldernHe's telling me I got awaynHe says, You know you can't kill yourselfnAnd still get in here kid. But you look like nA victim of circumstancenSo I'm just gonna break every bone in your nBody and give you another chance”nnWaking up slowlynLooking around me, alone in a recovery roomnBut closing my eyes nI can see the new sunrisenOver acres of flowers in bloomnI don't know when it will benBut the next time you see menI'll be tapping to a whole new beatnWalking souls in to the holes of my shoesnDown the sunny side of the streetnnSunshine...n(Whistling)