Lyrics:

Dear Mr. President
I'm a soldier
With the 80nd airborne
Stationed overseas

My family and my friends
All pray that God
Is watching over me
But even God can't save us now

Mr. President
I'm writing you this poem
And I've sent along
A picture of my family
Back at home

I hear my heartbeat loud out
In these killing fields alone
I always hit my target
I just miss my happy home

When will be the end of this all?
When will be the end of this all?
Now that our back is against the wall?
(Whoa)

I joined the army like my father did
And his father before
I saw army green canvas
Look like perfect art of war

The images I see now
Aren't like the ones I saw before
How am I a hero
If I don't know what it's for?

Days are getting longer
Nights I never get to sleep
And I just had a newborn daughter
That I hope I get to see

I've got bloodshed on my conscience
She's so innocent and free
I just killed some baby's father
Better him instead of me

When will be the end of this all?
Tell me when will be the end of this all?
Now that our back is against the wall
And mankind is getting small?

Before the war-life, it was beautiful
We marched out in the sun
Now it's stars and stripes at funerals

Our darkest days have come
Dying in this combat zone
It scares me half to death
'Cause if I don't make it
To heaven what's to live for after death?

I've seen mothers of the friends
I've lost out marching in a crowd
'Cause their sons are wear purple hearts
Inside their coffins in the ground

When they left for war
They thought their mommas
Would be proud when they faced off
With their enemies
They thought they'd take him down

Hatred is tearing us all apart
Separation is tearing the world apart
Corruption is playing it's part, hmm