There is something to the ritual
Of setting some old shit on fire
A way of saying this now lives in memory
A way of saying it's only a memory
There's something to the ritual
Of setting a torch to what is gone
The vikings did it to honor a memory
And now we do it to honor
Who I used to be
Let's say goodbye to Natalie
She was 33
Tonight
Let's say goodbye to Natalie
And her fake IDs
She was imaginary
Which is why we say goodbye to her
And hello to me
The person who I was
On the day you and I met
Was deeply ashamed of who she had become
So deeply ashamed of what she'd done
And when you showed her questions
The 36 questions
She looked ahead and saw
Who she wanted to be
She built a past
Made up a history
Details that fit this person named
Natalie
Let's say goodbye to Natalie
She was 33
On her fake IDs
She was real to me
I don't expect
For you to understand perfectly
I loved her, too, as much as you
And she'd want you to bury her with me
There is something to the ritual
Of setting fire to the lie
A way of saying that's one win for honesty
What's done is done
Tonight
I say goodbye to Natalie
She was 33
Tonight
We say goodbye to Natalie
And her fake IDs
She was imaginary
She was 33
N.C.