Lyric Going To Your Funeral Part I

Going to your funeral now and feeling
I could scream
Everything goes away
Driving down the highway throught the
perfect sunny dream
A prefect day for perfect pain

Look at all the people with
the flowers in their hands
They put the flowers 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
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
Everthing goes away