Back For The Funeral

Katie got divorced, moved back in with her mom Needed a fresh start, dyed her hair blonde She is telling me this in the parking lot of the Burlington Mall We are older now, she's still beautiful I am back for the funeral Your hometown's just the first place you don't understand Your family's just strangers you know like the back of your hand The higher you think you're above it, the harder you fall It's a penthouse view of a brick wall I am back for the funeral You can build yourself a rocket, you can ride it to the moon You'll still wake up some morning in your old bedroom And it's not gonna kill you but it feels like it will When your shithead friend takes a month worth of pills I am back for the funeral After the service we'll all meet up at the bar Where my dad used to drink, now he just drinks in the yard And we'll laugh about all the young dumb dreams we had And we'll pretend we're all only sad Because we're back for the funeral And I'll call you in the morning to make sure you're alright Cause I don't remember getting home but I woke up, I'm fine And I was hoping I would see you, and how fucked up is that That somebody's gotta die for us to call each other back