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 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 'bout the days of  hanging out behind the school  Everything goes away