Back for the Funeral (OurVinyl Sessions)

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"