Funeral for a Friend

‘Front Row Seats To The End Of The World’ lyrics

You’ll never feel it until it’s too late

You’ll never see it coming,
It hurts my head when you tell me that everything’s alright

Open your eyes and look outside
It’s gonna fuck you up and leave an empty shell
Dressing better is a bigger tell
Your best lipstick for annihilation

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

I’ve tried to write something meaningful but i feel i’ve lost my stride
Can’t think of anything witty or flattering tonight
You lie to me and i’m getting bored of this stupid conversation
It’s no fucking interrogation so quit while you’re behind
I write some words on a scrap of paper
Tied it tightly round my little finger
Cant think of anything that would make it worth the fight
Falling slowly with the little numbers
Every time i feel like hating someone
Can’t think of anyone that would make it worth the fight