Cut me open and you′ll find

A brain, heart, liver, lungs

And a knife in the spine

It's chilling to know that the last place you go

Might be where the fat lady sings

Does it hurt? I don′t know, and where do we go?

We don't tease fragile minds with such things

So sell me down the river

First help me sell my soul

It's something I know I can deliver

I think we′ve finally broke the mold

It′s getting harder to know if I'm sane

My issues are leaking outside of my veins

Somebody save me or end me

I haven′t yet made up my mind

If it leads to paranoia, boy, you might want to hit the floor

Before exposure leads to a metamorphosis we can't ignore

Lost in the whisper and hung on a prayer

If you don′t know where you're going, any road will take you there

So sell me down the river

First help me sell my soul

It′s something I know I can deliver

I think we've finally broke the mold

Will I be an end to someone's destiny?

Who′s to know?

And will I give right in to my aggression?

Who′s to know?

Will I fall apart all alone

Who's to know?

Or will I shine right through

And lay this hate to rest with all of you?

So sell me down the river (down the river)

First help me sell my soul

It′s something I know I can deliver (I can deliver)

I think we've finally broke the mold