F*ck you

My, my what a mess we've made Of our pretty little heads these days It appears a heavy wind's Blown through here recently Best wishes have been made for you You never had no say it's true You have to be the cutest Gravedigger I've ever seen And all your lonely nights In the city of lights are much like All these crowded bars I so often find My stupid self stumbling through My, my what a mess was made of my head When I heard what you'd been through that day It appears a violent storm's Passed through you recently Letters meant to be sent have been torn The phone lies off the hook, on the floor All these, "I'm sorrys and I miss you's" are useless I fucked this one up long ago And all your lonely nights In the city of lights are much like All these crowded bars I so often find My stupid self stumbling through Fuck you aurora You took my only friend And although it's all my fault The blaming myself had to come to an end So I say, Fuck you aurora You took my only friend You won't catch me behind the wheel Of a Chrysler ever again My, my what a mess we've made Of our precious little lives these days It appears a big fucking tornado Has twisted us up recently Best wishes have been made for you You never had no say it's true You have to be the cutest Gravedigger I've ever seen And all your lonely nights In the city of lights are much like All these crowded bars I so often find My stupid self stumbling through Fuck you aurora You took my only friend And although it's all my fault The blaming myself had to come to an end So I say, Fuck you aurora You took my only friend You won't catch me behind the wheel Of a Chrysler ever again