Ian Britt - Celebrate lyrics

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