Funeral

I went to my own funeral

At a synagogue on 96th

And all the boys who never texted me back

Brought my mother gifts

And the rabbi didn't know me

And my father couldn't hold me

And I'm just sitting there

Watching it all go down at my own funeral

I cried at my own funeral

Because everyone wore black

And I thought they would know me better

Than to think I'd wanted that

But when my brothers eulogized

I wished I could apologize

But I'm just sitting there

Watching it all go down

At my own funeral

I went to my own funeral

Thinking all I'd be was numb

'Causе I thought living's when you feel things

And then dying's when you'rе done

But I felt every heart I'd broken

And the words I should have spoken

But I'm just sitting there

Watching it all go down

At my own funeral