Thank Your Lucky Stars Lyrics & Chords By Building Rome

You better thank your lucky stars for getting us this far
You did it by yourself 'cause you're a big kid now
I've got a matchbook and a lighter and a really bad idea
I'll burn this place to hell, you better not kiss and tell

It seems you've ripped apart my insides and fed your dog my bones
Well that's just fuckin' fine, I didn't need them anyway
So while you're at it spill my guts out
Take my memories and heart
It's not like it's all I have
Maybe that's all I had

It's just not right, we'll let go
It's just not right, we'll let go
It's just not right, let's let go

Happiness is a shotgun to the head, oh
Happiness is a shotgun to the head, oh
You're better off as a bloodstain on your bed, oh
You're better off as a bloodstain on your bed, it's your fault

It's just not right, we'll let go
It's just not right, we'll let go
It's just not right, let's let go

Happiness is a shotgun
(Happiness is a shotgun)

Happiness is a shotgun to the head, oh
Happiness is a shotgun to the head, oh
You're better off as a bloodstain on your bed, oh
You're better off as a bloodstain on your bed, it's your fault

It's your fault