Testo di 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'll 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 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 The way the flakes sat on your nose Oh, I suppose I'm just a huge fucking asshole Mm, let's party as we die 'Cause their turn will be next Hmm, we both chose suicide Big cheers to my ex So fuck you Mm, let me say it like it is 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'll give one last big cheers to my ex They don't know how real it was The two of us Like when you got heat stroke On the way to Coney Island Or that time in Prospect Park Those chicken nugs Shaped like monkeys and taking Polaroids of koi fish