I was comatose I was drinking it in tomorrow I was stealing poses I was seeing ghosts I was looking to shake my shadow Confusing myself Choosing the short straw I'm moving to hell, (I'll send you a postcard) Feeling unwell, even the nurse Reminds me of you This is the last day of the war This is the last day I will want to fight with you This is the last day of the war Don't blame it on me I was floating over I was overdosed I wasn't planning on going solo Now I'm slipping under Now my eyes are closed I was dreaming about the photo Confusing myself They're shooting the wrong horse I'm moving to hell Going to send you a postcard Being unwell Feeling the nurse reminds me of you This is my reward...