My, my what a mess we've made
Of our pretty little heads these days
It appears a heavy wind's
Blown through here recentlyBest wishes have been made for you
You never had no say it's true
You have to be the cutest
Gravedigger I've ever seenAnd all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find
My stupid self stumbling throughMy, 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 recentlyLetters 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 agoAnd all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find
My stupid self stumbling throughFuck you aurora
You took my only friend
And although it's all my fault
The blaming myself had to come to an endSo I say, Fuck you aurora
You took my only friend
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Of a Chrysler ever againMy, my what a mess we've made
Of our precious little lives these days
It appears a big fucking tornado
Has twisted us up recentlyBest wishes have been made for you
You never had no say it's true
You have to be the cutest
Gravedigger I've ever seenAnd all your lonely nights
In the city of lights are much like
All these crowded bars I so often find
My stupid self stumbling throughFuck you aurora
You took my only friend
And although it's all my fault
The blaming myself had to come to an endSo I say, Fuck you aurora
You took my only friend
You won't catch me behind the wheel
Of a Chrysler ever again