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