So,
Shall I kick off with the bad news
We've had a year full of abuse
(abuse)
And lies
(and lies)
There was some love
(there was some love)
There were some fights
(there were some fights)
But was it all
(but was it all)
For this prize
(for this prize)
A bitter view
(a bitter view)
In your eyes

Cause I would die to see you cry
Of what you tried that Thursday night
You should have called me to say I'm sorry
But that's part of your poisoned pride

Why did you want me
I sure am sorry for this waste of precious time
Thirty different ways to die
You've thrown away your chance to shine
And now I am proud to say I'm fine