You held it over my head
I said I wish I was dead
But it don't matter anyway
Because the things that we say
Won't even matter
In the long run
There will always be another day
I'll probably feel another way
We're going to a funeral at the hair salon
We're going to a funeral at the restaurant
We're gonna pay our respects at the corner store
Where heads hang low
Where nobody knows
What they’re mourning for
It don't even matter
In the long run
There will always be another day
I'll probably feel another way
Because my head hangs low
And my hands are cold
And nobody knows
What they're mourning for
We're going to a funeral at the hair salon
We're going to a funeral at the restaurant
We're gonna pay our respects at the corner store
Where heads hang low
Where nobody knows
What they're mourning for
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