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
Scrubby 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

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