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Kiss this corpse lightly Open-casket funeral saddened and grim Faint bulbs burn less brightly Ironic to say you can't always win Look out over the sea of sin and decay Faking their tears, acting their part in this play Light up the stage with a performance so true They go home smiling, it's okay to feel blue I'm sure they would hurt to lose someone like this Your dear caught in the headlights through that sad Sunday mist Being the only person I'm sure that will miss Your earnest and true, not to insist So cry, weep, gasp and scream You can't change the past, as easy as it would seem So quote their sighs and sew their lips I'm sure they couldn't care, couldn't care less About you or him or what happened here The first time a funeral has been a party this year From Letras Mania