Songtext von Wedding, Funeral

Whether it's a wedding, or a funeral I'll be standing by you when the credits roll 'Cause life is kind of funny in that way We'll meet every December We'll have to hold our tongues Pretend we don't remember our dreams when we were young 'Cause friends are kind of painful in that way You're a kind of capsule for the kid I used to be I'm a kind of time bomb in a way (in a sense) Maybe we've got nothing left to say, but Soon I will be no one and you'll be no one too Then we'll miss a December The credits have run through 'Cause love is kind of awful in that way