Funeral

I know it’s not how you planned it but that’s not
The worst thing in the world
I know that you’re scared 'cause you think I’ll let you down again
But I wouldn’t dare
I want you to want me when you’re dead
To roll in your grave like we’re not done yet
To call off the whole damn funeral
'Cause I love this whole damn beautiful
I want you to know that the past is past
Everything changed when I heard you laugh
'Cause you sitting there with your headphones in
You were the point of all this livin'
I’m sure that you’re right and I can’t blame you for the things you havn’t done
yet
Even if I’m scard you’ll go
And I think a lot about May
About meeting you that day
I was late and a serial blusher
Never made it to the second date
But I want you to want me despite all that
To live every day like the plane might crash
To chase every satellite and star
Give all of my hopes to your handlebars
The truth is I’ll be such a jealous bull
Scratch all your lover’s names, off the stone
'Cause you’re sitting there with your headphones in
You were the point of all this livin'
[Bridge: Maisie Peters and James Bay
Your heart was full of boys and brimstone
Yours was full of girls who lied
We both got hurt by other people
Both found each other baby, right in time
I don’t need to live forever, not one day longer than you
You, you, you
I want you to want me when you’re dead
To roll in your grave like we’re not done yet
To call off the whole damn funeral
'Cause I love this whole damn beautiful