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 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