Dear Boddah,
In room 226 I can escape
Come find me down on that twenty stretch of hiway
Where the shadows hide all my mistakes.

So ridicule what you've become,
Because it wasn't what you wanted, all along.
So bury yourself six feet down,
Because the nightmare doesn't reach that far under ground.

Come as you are, I don't care.
Wouldn't want you even if you were fair.
We could start a fight, and maybe it'd be alright.
You know we were always better in the dark
Where our invisible demons could consume us.

Dear Boddah,
Do you think you can forgive
Self-inflicting imbaciles
For killing themselves?