Fourth Of July

Like you, I've been hurt

Seen my face in the dirt

But I never reacted like you

The last time we met, you seemed so upset

When you left town you did not say bye

Then I heard you'd been seen way down in Eugene

Working as a factory slave

And though the life that you took came from no storybook

You spent it before it was saved

On the Fourth of July

See the sparks in the sky

When you're sick of the trying

And you're tired of the crying

Then the Fourth of July

Is a good day to die

They'll celebrate each year

Your independence from here

If you only had just a glimmer of hope

Then I know you'd have done some great things

But you tossed out your gift

And it's making me wish

I'd been there when you found yourself down

But you turned to no one

But a bullet and a gun

And the bang blended in with the day

And I sit here, and I drink

It still hurts me to think

Of the sad songs that we used to play

On the Fourth of July

See the sparks in the sky

When you're sick of the trying

And you're tired of the crying

Then the Fourth of July

Is a good day to die

They'll celebrate each year

Your independence from here