the end of the world makes me nervous
'cause i, for one, have not found god yet.
or someone to fall in love with
rob a bank, shoot a cop with.
i watched this girl being choked
by a man she hardly knows
in a room full of strangers
that probably don't know her name.
the first time i had sex it was a stranger in a 
bathroom.
my friends were right, and since that day it felt the 
same.
i want to go back 
to when i laughed 
at things i thought were funny.
i like running when it's dark out
and the people in the cars drive fast
'cause they wanna get home.
and their high beams blind me.
it reminds me:
just bad timing,
reasons i'm alone.
i watched this girl being choked 
by a man she hardly knows
in a room full of strangers 
who probably don't know her name.
the first time i had sex was in a bathroom with a 
stranger.
and my friends were right,
and since that day it felt the same.
and i wanna go back to when i laughed
at things i thought were funny.
and it goes
and it goes
at my funeral, don't lie.
tell them i did not want to die.
at my funeral, don't lie.
tell 'em i didn't wanna die.
at my funeral, don't lie.
i didn't wanna die.
at my funeral, at my funeral, don't lie.