Going to your funeral now 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 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
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 ´bout the days of
hanging out behind the school
Everything goes away