Going to your funeral now 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
I'm feeling like a fool
No one's gonna take the blame
Thinking 'bout the days of
hanging out behind the school
Everything goes away