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