Funeral
If I invited you to my funeral
Would you come holding a bouquet of roses
Would you sing in your head, would you mourn for the crowd
Would you tell everyone that you were proud
Of all that I've done
And everything I destroyed
The breakdowns that I had
The blood that I bled
If this is where I left you
Would you carry on without me
Would you look for me where I hid
Would you love me like you did
After the world comes crashing down
After everything I say turns to a lie
Would you sit by my stone, and refuse to leave
Would you sit by my grave, and blame it on me
Who cares for the future
Who cries for the past
Today and now, it's time we fall
In the end we end up being nothing at all
Stand up now love, cheer for the damned
Scream for the broken, cry for the dead
Dig me a grave now, dig it deep
Write me a lullaby, sing me to sleep
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