You left a letter   It was meant to be thrown away   Not to be read aloud at a smoky bar   But wait a sec   We could only smoke outside   I knew this would piss you off   To know it's dead   So I went back in to the back of the room   I read and smoked my cigarette      Your pictures past   And not so present hung for odyssey   You took me to the prom   You held my arm   We even danced a little   Your pictures past   And not so present hung for odyssey   You were metal   I was goth   Still we danced a little      It's not your birthday it's your funeral   What a shame   Cause the gang's all here and we're toasting your name   It's not your birthday it's your funeral   What a shame   Cause the gang's all here and we're toasting your name      The understatement of the year award   Goes to you cause the last thing that you said to me   Was Hey I'll See You Later   You walked me home like you always did   A perfect end to good ole friends   Yeah, i'll see you later      It's not your birthday it's your funeral   What a shame   Cause the gang's all here and we're toasting your nameIt's not your birthday it's your funeral   What a goddamn shame   Cause the gang's all here and we're toasting your name