My, my what a mess we've made 
Of our pretty little heads these days 
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently 
Best wishes have been made for you 
You never had no say it's [bad word] 
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen 
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights 
Are much like all these crowded bars 
I so often find my stupid self stumbling through 

My, 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 recently 
Letters meant to be sent have been torn 
The phone lies off the hook, on the floor 
All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless, 
I [bad word] this one up long ago 
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights 
Are much like all these crowded bars 
I so often find my stupid self stumbling through 
 [bad word] you Aurora, 
You took my only friend 
And although it's all my fault, 
The blaming myself had [bad word] to an end 
So I say:  [bad word] you Aurora, 
You took my only friend 
You wont catch me behind the wheel 
Of a Chrysler ever again 

My, my what a mess we've made 
Of our precious little lives these days 
It appears a big [bad word] tornado 
Has twisted us up recently 
Best wishes have been made for you 
You never had no say it's [bad word] 
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen 
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights 
Are much like all these crowded bars 
I so often find my stupid self stumbling through 
 [bad word] you Aurora, 
You took my only friend 
And although it's all my fault, 
The blaming myself had [bad word] to an end 
So I say:  [bad word] you Aurora, 
You took my only friend 
You won't catch me behind the wheel 
Of a Chrysler ever again