Celebrate Lyrics - Ian Britt

I hope you're gunna miss me, I hope you're gunna feel alone 

I have drawn a line and you're on the other side this time 

I hope you're gunna miss me, I hope you're gunna feel pain 

There is no sweeter end than, bittersweet revenge 

And I urge you to get drunk and sleep around 

I hope you feel shame 

And I urge you to punch well below your weight 

I hope you drive yourself insane 

Such a splendid day, the day you went away, away, hey hey 

Hang that mirror ball and lay the buffet out 

It's time to celebrate, 

To celebrate me, to celebrate me 

And I hope you have rough days 

Days you realise 

I was the genuine thing 

An angel saint and the lion king 

Oh I hope youre heart breaks 

Crumbles in your woe 

Find a new number to call 

On a public toilet wall 

And I urge you to buy a big mirror and sit there 

I hope you feel shame 

And I urge you to take the longest look at your life 

I hope you drive yourself insane 

Such a splendid day, the day you went away, away, hey hey 

Hang that mirror ball and lay the buffet out 

It's time to celebrate, 

To celebrate me 

And when I next see your face 

I hope it's a state 

So I can wrap you in my embrace 

And wipe clean the slate 

Rewind and undo 

It seems I still miss you