<< In a motel under another name tired of the endless game When it seems you're the only one playing; Struggling with a weakened will The last sad flashbacks under a cloud of vodka and pills A copycat of how grandma ended her ills. So sad we have to end it here There's so much more to say So sad you didn't wait around for the pain to go away. So sad for your friends and family to remember you this way. >>