Shades of Mud

If you're not gonna cry at my funeral
Don't come, don't show up
If you think you got me figured out
Chances are you don't

I got so many beautiful friends
So I keep my circle closed
Spent a lot of time taking them for granted
So now, I don't

I remember walking home with my baby
Picking leaves off of trees
And I never got sick of missing you
I just got sick of everyone asking me

You took the sidewalk, I walked in the street
So cars would hit me first
I used to think I drew from experience
Now I know I speak from her heart

And I know it sounds kind of cliché
But I'm still in love with everyone I've ever loved
And I know that it might sound strange
But I'm still in love with everyone I've ever loved

If you're gonna cry at my funeral
Don't complain when it runs long
It's never safe to assume that you know me
I'll be somebody else by the time that you're hearing this song
You got a problem go ahead and try and kill me
I'll be waiting by the door, revolver in my hand
If I die I'll have died how I live
Yelling at the sky and pissing in the wind



Credits
Writer(s): Amethyst Pinkwell
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