Reasons to Uninvite Me to Eric's Funeral

Im young and Im bored
and Ive been waiting for far too long
I want to spit on your grave
I want to dance and rage  
Oh Im gonna wreck that grave
 
After the priest says his final words
and everyone says goodbye
I won't feel sad or hopeless
nor scared nor nervous
In fact I'll be just fine
 
Ill hide behind the church walls
wait for the sun to set
Im gonna watch, Im gonna rest
until it's time..
 
Then I'll spill my vodka on your dirt
vomit on your headstone  
vandalize the grass  
around your head
Im gonna dig you up
then break your bones
 
I'll prop your body on a pike
and piss on your church clothes
this may be a dirty, filthy rite
poking you full of holes..
 
Oh.. but Im within my right
 
Im young and Im bored
Ive been waiting for this day
for far too long
Im full of hatred,
a wretch with no grace
but you made me this way
 
And your decay is my devotion
the way you'll sway in the breeze
I want to smell your reek of death
so I can finally know peace  
 
And at the end of the night
I'll be buzzed, maybe a little high
I'll be gone before the police arrive
tip them off, make real sweet
like you did to me-
 
I too can get away with crimes