Going to your funeral
Now I'm 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 the 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 'bout the days of
Hanging out behind the school
Everything goes away
