Music plays, but I can't hear the words (I'm dead) People play out sorry's and flowers But nobody is here for me And I'm a ghost just like my mom And both of our tombstone's read (If you loved me) People mourn like someone died They don't get that it was you and I The irony is that it's all my friends Dressed in black and talking again Still, there's no me, it's just a funeral Just a place to pretend that we care (Dear! World! I'm not here anymore)