I don't like the way people say your name
Some end it with a bitter note
It sounds harsh and out of style
Some don't say it at all
But some can't even say it right
It doesn't sound right coming from anyone else
It's mine.
Mine I tell you.
Because I don't like the way people say your name
But I guess to you it all sounds the same.

Your world comes crashing down around you
Suddenly your mother is in your arms
Your brother is crying on his knees
And you haven't felt this way in so long
People aren't supposed to disappear
No one should just die
But sometimes life isn't fair
Suddenly you're running away to anywhere  

You're sitting on a hospital bed
Flowers complete the room
You're drowning in your own regrets
But there's nothing you could have done or said
Your mother is planning a funeral
Cool and collected by now
But all you want to do is cry
All you can do is break down
They lived long lives filled with love
But it shouldn't be over yet
Picturing you in this state
Makes my heart hurt to forget

Hospital flowers should never beautify death
And death should never be beautiful
But why did it have to happen so fast?
Why did they have to be killed?
You choke it up and avoid the smiles
That all say how sorry they are
It doesn't matter how they feel
Because your grandparents are gone.

This is the last time I'll pretend I care
I'll hold my head high and dye my hair
This is the last time I'll say I know you
I'll paint grey what once was blue
This is the last time I'll let you go
After all this you won't know
This is the last time I'll be awake
I'm not in your dreams anyway
This is the last time I'll write your name
Every feeling is always the same
This is the last line I'll write about you
Why does "you" seem to rhyme with "blue"?

I want you to hurt, the same way I did,
I want someone who means everything to you,
to destroy everything you have,
burn down everything you've worked for
like you did to me.

And at the same time,

I never want you to hurt a day in your life.