In the gloom of the night
Down a dark, broken road
In an empty house
He sits there alone

Cigarette after cigarette
He thumps on the floor
Pill after pill
But he stll wants more

He knows it's there
Hanging in the shadows
Calling out his name
When the cold wind blows

He stares up at it
He can hear a whisper in his ear
"Do it. Do it. What are you waiting for?
Sunlight is drawing near."

Tears fill his eyes
As he rises from his seat
He tightens the knot
And kicks it out from under his feet

There he hangs
There he'll stay
A young, troubled boy
Who ran out of things to say