This Town Needs Guns - Left Aligned lyrics

Our friends all dressed so smartly This feels ugly, so wrong A white box held aloft Those guys must be so strong Chase, voice sounding so grave Tells me out straight he's gone That's all, short phone call It's over now Tie our conscience down With heavy heads and frowns Running up the walls Sick, stressed and old Regretful of what life could have been Tired, stretched and thin keep him in You're rolling off the rails Lights signal fails, (?) Of compensation claims Screeching breaks and loud crashing sounds It's over now Tie our conscience down With heavy heads and frowns Our friends all dressed so smartly This feels ugly, so wrong A white box held aloft Those guys must be so strong Chase, voice sounding so grave Tells me out straight he's gone So try to move on But he's helped shape the man that I am now