Champagne At Our Funeral

If I called you tonight
Would you pick up?
Or do I suck?
I'm sure it's just a mixture of both
I made every last mistake
I own up
So fill your cup
With champagne at our funeral

Let's party as we die
'Cause their turn will be next
We both chose suicide
Big cheers to my ex
Fuck you
Let me say it like it is
I still love you, oh
But it is what it is

I remember the first time you did coke
Even though you don't do coke
'Cause you wanted to impress me
And the first time you saw snow
With the flakes out of your nose
Wеll, I suppose
I'm just a huge fucking asshole

Hmm, let's a party as we die
'Cause their turn will be next
Mm, we both chose suicide
Big cheers to my ex
So fuck you, mm
Can we say it like it is? Ay
I still love you, oh, no
But it is what it is

Let's party as we die
'Cause their turn will be next
We both chose suicide
So I give one last
Big cheers to my ex

They don't know how real it was
Two of us
Like when you got heatstroke
On the way to Coney Islands
Or that time in Prospect Park
And those chicken nugs
Shaped like monkeys
And taking polaroids of Koi fish