Dying

I painted a
 Picture of
 A blue sky
 Our family
 The way
 We were
 Before
 We died
 The way
 We were
 Before
 We died
 I hung it in your bedroom, so that you won't forget:
 We used to be so happy, you used to be a kid
 Before mom took Emma, before dad "went away"
 It's sad to think we had that, but worse to know it's gone
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you, with sincerity
 From me, to you
 I won't ever leave
 I'm tired, tired, weak from the smeared ink
 I'm tired, tired, weak from the-
 Black skies
 I paint our funeral;
 We died
 'Cuz long term ain't meant to be
 Our house is painted new colors
 Move on, forget the blood inside
 I'm tired, I can't feel my heart
 I'm dead, I can't paint blue skies
 I hope you can remember the way it all used to be
 I hope you remember how much she loved you
 I hope you remember how much she loved you
 I hope you remember how much she loved you
 Because I can't