I've got nothing to say to you, anyway
That my heart won't say to you any day
Like "Stop, like, stop, just stop, like..."
Like "Stop, just, stop, just stop, like..."

I forget everything, but you remember it all
I've been having a hard time, drawing along
The curve of your spine, the tilt of your hip
Grit my teeth along the lines of your lips
Carrying on as they carry me out

[x8]
I can't relate, can't relate to anyone
I can't relate, can't relate to anyone
I can't relate, can't relate to anyone
Can't relate to anyone

[Voice Over]
"It is not uncommon for death row inmates to maintain their innocence. By the time they get inside the death chamber and its apparent that the execution is going to take place, usually something happens and they may not come right out and say 'I did it'. You know, “Warden, would you tell the victim’s family I’m sorry, would you tell my Momma I'm sorry". Something that says ‘I did this.’
Edward didn’t do that. So I leaned down and whispered in his ear. I thought maybe I could reach him, because I really wanted to make sure that he was at peace with his god and himself

I said "Edward it’s not important for you to confess to this crime, it’s not important that anybody here in this room hears the truth, the only thing that’s important is that you let your maker, your God, know the truth and you be at peace with him", and he looked at me and very calmly said 'Warden, I’m at peace with my god, how are you going to be with yours?'"