It's funny how we kept on meeting at funerals,
Which one do you think was ours?
It's funny how we kept on meeting at funerals,
It’s funny that we wept together
But which one do you think was ours?
The one I think was
Was just a way after
Phone calls of love
That turned into deceit
Phone calls of love
That were not mine to keep
Phone calls that have led me to
Write this letter down
A letter bleeding with pain,
Laced with guilt
Calling to tears
So many funerals
I think all of them were ours
It's funny how we kept on meeting at funerals,
The first? the second? the third?
Which one do you think was ours?
A baby died
That was my innocence
A father passed away
That was your protection
A mother laid to rest
That was love finding a home in heaven
That was betrayal waking up in the pits of nothing
How long could a love born out of death survive anyway?
Is that why you didn’t wish me today?
It's funny how we kept on meeting at funerals,
Which one do you think was ours?
It's funny how we kept on meeting at funerals,
all of them were ours