GOING
TO YOUR FUNERAL PART I
going to your
funeral and feeling i could scream
everything goes away
driving down the highway through the perfect sunny dream
a perfect day for perfect pain
look at all the people with the flowers in their hands, they put the flower on
the box that's holding all the sand that was...
that was once...
that was once you
Honolulu hurricane i knew that you were not insane, living in the insane world
smiling like it's no big deal
scabby wounds that never heal
the woman was only a girl
look at all the people with their heads down in their hands
when everything I'm feeling makes it hard to understand that, uh
what i need to miss...
it's what i need to miss...
is you
Going to your funeral and feeling like a fool
no ones gonna take the blame,
thinking bout the days of hanging out behind the school
everything goes away