Sans Funeral Lyrics

I was 9 years old when my best friends sister was kidnapped
And murdered by a man living two doors down
I really don't remember much about it, I really don't remember much about it
How could I, nobody ever really told me anything

I never, I never, I never, I never even went to her funeral
And at school they told us all not to talk to anyone about it
We did what they said, we kept it in
I learned that I don't need anyone.


At least now I know that whenever I bleed
I can bandage up my own skinned knees
Im glad I learned how to take care of my self
Now I don't know how to ask for help

But if we can talk to strangers, maybe someday
we can talk to our friends!

We would all be so much better off
If we were all taught how use our throats
For something besides stifling ourselves
We would all be so much better off

Im hungry and im thirsty and im tired and im bored
And I don't know how to swallow the emotions ive been poured.
I know that's not related to the stuff I said before
I just thought that maybe we should try to start talking a little more
About, our selves
To strangers

Cause if we can talk to strangers maybe someday
We can talk to our friends

Cause if we can talk to strangers maybe someday
We can talk to our friends