Where do we go from here? I don’t think it’s really clear Faithless and in despair I think people are beyond repair Does anyone really care anymore Being nice seems like such a chore Caskets And April showers I want A Funeral Without Flowers There I see a reflection of me I am no Longer the person I see The further I fall from grace The less I know my place Does anyone really care anymore Being nice seems like such a chore Caskets And April showers I want A Funeral Without Flowers No family no friends at my side I would rather suffer and hide Its my battle to fight alone I did this to myself this much I own Does anyone really care anymore Being nice seems like such a chore Caskets And April showers I want A Funeral Without Flowers
