[Verse 1]
6 am on Sunday morning when they came around
Put on the darkest clothes and try to blend into the crowd
Wish I could join, shed a tear
Say how great I was
6 am on Sunday morning

[Pre-Chorus]
Bring me flowers
Say goodbye then, please
Put me to rest

[Chorus]
Life is a mess that makes you mad
You try so hard to make it count
That's why a funeral is pretty damn sad
'Cause in the end you realize
You already been through hell

[Verse 2]
Should've been a bit more honest to myself sometimes
Got stuck in all the drama, man, I was way too nice
So many things I'd like to say
But I'll keep my feelings under ground
Now if I'm just bеing honest
(I just wish that you would)
[Pre-Chorus]
Bring me flowers
Say goodbyе then, please
Put me to rest

[Chorus]
Life is a mess that makes you mad
You try so hard to make it count
That's why a funeral is pretty damn sad
'Cause in the end you realize
You already been through hell

[Outro]
Life is a mess that makes you mad
I tried so hard to make it count
But now that I'm done
I find it's really not sad
'Cause in the end I realize
That I have no problems left