作词：Dallas Green, Jesse Ingelevics, Wade Macneil, George Pettit, Chris Steele

You had such grace in the end
I wish I could remember what color your eyes were
But every time I looked at you, my mind went blank

You had the best damn Sunday dress
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At the end of the world
The wall of flames that consumed you
And everything that was good

Not with a band but a whimper
What would you do?
Arms spread, welcoming the impending nothing