Welcome to the endgame
Final move's already been made
Now we're finding out the hard way
There's not a savior left in sight
America I'm inside you
Kicking screaming at your sinews
It's so easy to blame you
But the guilt's as good as mine
Plague on both your houses
Money where your mouth is
Burning down the straw man
With a real one inside
Feeling pretty weak now
Give me a minute I'm gonna lie down
Then back in the streets we're meeting downtown
I've got a candle there to light
I've been afraid to call you
Been afraid it'll hurt you to say
I'm sorry and I love you
You were always on my mind
Summer's done had a good one
Now the season of the witch-hunt
Here we go into the cauldron
I'll see you on the other side