Catch-22

and as she curls up, fetal position, under the covers

it's not enough, true dedication, she don't want no other

well, she glances at the gun, and we both know what comes next

a funeral for a child who'd never forget

for all the sins she thought she did

all that pain, it just passes to everyone else

and all the weight, you know it does the same

i still can't believe it happened, or why i try

to make sense of all of it when i lie awake at night

and as she's brought down in a box

that everyone knows won't last 

and new memories are hindered

by one thing in the past

and as she curls up, fetal position, under the covers

it's not enough, true dedication, she don't want no other

well, she glances at the gun, and we both know what comes next

a funeral for a child who'd never forget

all the sins she thought she did

and all the pain she thought she felt

it just passes to everyone else

and all the weight, it does the same

i still can't believe it happened, or why i try

to make sense of all of it when i lie awake at night

maybe i'm just worrying too much

but no matter what i do, it'll never be enough

to satisfy this catch-twenty-two

and i'm not even twenty-two

i just want to make sense for closure's sake