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
thatâ"š¬â"ž¢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 itâ"š¬â"ž¢s no big deal
scrabby wounds that never heal
the woman was only a girl
look at all the people with their heads down in their hands
when everything Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m feeling makes it hard to understand
that,
what I need to miss...
Itâ"š¬â"ž¢s what I need to miss...
is you
going to your funeral and Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m feeling like a fool
no oneâ"š¬â"ž¢s gonna take the blame
thinking about the days of hanging out behind the school
everything goes away