Feels like a funeral
And if exit soon
You can find me smoking on a milk crate
Watching the plumes leave with you
Billowing over my head
A shroud of smoke on jet black hair
I couldn't stand to look at you
Through the fumes
Oh ain't it funny how it ends
An old familiar friend forgot most of the time you spent
Oh ain't it funny how the hurt
Can manifest itself inside your heart forever
Feels like a funeral
When we're walking to the bank
Of the Allegheny River
To remember our mistakes
Wakes breaking at your feet
And you fall into the tide
You say I don't give a damn
But I pulled you out alive