Dying

I painted a

Picture of

A blue sky

Our family

The way

We were

Before

We died

The way

We were

Before

We died

I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget:

We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid

Before mom took Emma, before dad "went away"

It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you, with sincerity

From me, to you

I won't ever leave

I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink

I'm tired, tired, weak from the-

Black skies

I paint our funeral;

We died

'Cuz long term ain't meant to be

Our house is painted new colors

Move on, forget the blood inside

I'm tired, I can't feel my heart

I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies

I hope you can remember the way it all used to be

I hope you remember how much she loved you

I hope you remember how much she loved you

I hope you remember how much she loved you

Because I can't