Who knew this is where we'd come to?
You always forgot to dot your I's,
And cross your T's.
Your writing was never
But I know you meant good things.
We are a f*****g abomination,
Love to love,
Look below at the city radiant with
orange and smoke.
Was this because of us?
Let's celebrate with a glass of wine,
And a toast to those who made it out
Why am I not surprised to see that we made it out alive?
Speak to me,
We can still be perfect like the charred city that
held onto us for so long.
Tonight is a night to remember.
It's the start of the end of us.