If you're not gonna cry at my funeral Don't come, don't show up If you think you got me figured out Chances are you don't I got so many beautiful friends So I keep my circle closed Spent a lot of time taking them for granted So now, I don't I remember walking home with my baby Picking leaves off of trees And I never got sick of missing you I just got sick of everyone asking me You took the sidewalk, I walked in the street So cars would hit me first I used to think I drew from experience Now I know I speak from her heart And I know it sounds kind of cliché But I'm still in love with everyone I've ever loved And I know that it might sound strange But I'm still in love with everyone I've ever loved If you're gonna cry at my funeral Don't complain when it runs long It's never safe to assume that you know me I'll be somebody else by the time that you're hearing this song You got a problem go ahead and try and kill me I'll be waiting by the door, revolver in my hand If I die I'll have died how I live Yelling at the sky and pissing in the wind