Brodka
Funeral
I can still remember
Faking love with you
For so long we lingered
Walking hand in hand
What we did at night
In our speechless bed
Would you carry me
Straight into my grave

I think I'm falling
And you're in so deep
God will reward you
For this mess we're in

I can still remember
When I drained my heart
With the perfect care
We turned gold into blame
I was someone's love
Now I'm my own hangman
Would you bury me
Where it all began

I think I'm falling
And you're in so deep
God will reward you
For this mess we're in