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

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 i'm feeling makes it hard to understand

That,

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 about the days of hanging out behind the school

Everything goes away