The Funeral Of Us

[Verse 1]
I came home to smoke
And a red-stained grin
Your coat on my chair
His ring on your skin
Best friend at my table
Like a knife in the bread
I saw the two of you
And I saw us dead
[Pre-Chorus]
Bell in the dark
Bell in my chest
You chose his hands
I chose the wreck
Now the porch light burns
Like a judge up high
And every lie you spoke
Keeps ringing, ringing
[Chorus]
The funeral of us
The funeral of us
Black dress, black tears
For what you crushed
The funeral of us
The funeral of us
You kissed my blood
And called it love
[Verse 2]
I knew your laugh by heart
Knew his boots by the floor
Now I know that sound
When it means less than before
He was my brother
You were my flame
Now both your faces
Taste like shame
[Pre-Chorus]
Bell in the dark
Bell in my chest
You chose his hands
I chose the wreck
Now the whole church shakes
In my bitter skull
And every vow we made
Turns to ash, turns to ash
[Chorus]
The funeral of us
The funeral of us
Black dress, black tears
For what you crushed
The funeral of us
The funeral of us
You kissed my blood
And called it love
[Bridge]
Put on your veil
Walk past the stone
Don’t say my name
You made this cold
He can keep your mouth
I keep the wound
I bury our porch
I bury you
[Final Chorus]
The funeral of us
The funeral of us
Bell in the rain
For what we lost
The funeral of us
The funeral of us
You kissed my blood
And called it love
[Outro]
Ring, ring out
Let it break
Ring, ring out
For my sake

80s hardcore rock with gothic edge and driving gallop tempo; verse rides snare-snapped guitar chugs and grim bass; pre-chorus opens into tom rolls and ringing church bell hits; chorus slams with shouted gang doubles, layered harmony on the hook word, and raw male vocals. Bell chimes, reverse reverb swells, and a cold room-tail on the snare mark transitions. Bright, heavy, and feral mix, rock