Here's to you
You cold hearted man
Take this flute of champagne
Raise it high in your hand

Here's to you
You lying wretch
Time to toast to bridges burned
And praise your own success

Here's to you
You broken string
You let them play you for too long
And now you cannot sing

Here's to you
You falling soul
The one they choose to mock
Why don't you take a sip to make your insides cold

Raise up your glasses
You proud and self-serving
Let the world bow before you
While you keep spelling
Out all your lies and all your poison
All your death as you claw for heaven
Hold yourself together, don't fall apart yet
Ladies and gentleman, raises your glasses
For this is a champagne moment

Here's to you
You snake of a man
With the whole earth beneath your feet
So why can you not stand

Here's to you
You shameless whore
Handing out broken pearls to men
While your husband waits at home

Here's to you
You shattered heart
I must say it's really not your fault
For trusting so easily from the start

Here's to you
You stumbling whelp
You still went ahead and sold your soul
Even after I offered my help

Raise up your glasses
You proud and self-serving
Let the world bow before you
While you keep spelling
Out all your lies and all your poison
All your death as you claw for heaven
Hold yourself together, don't fall apart yet
Ladies and gentleman, raises your glasses
For this is a champagne moment

A round of applause
For the scarlet woman fright
Who plays perfect hostess by the day
But is a true lady of the night

A standing ovation
For the king on his throne
Who charms all the masses
Before stealing all they know

Raise up your glasses
You proud and self-serving
Let the world bow before you
While you keep spelling
Out all your lies and all your poison
All your death as you claw for heaven
Hold yourself together, don't fall apart yet
Ladies and gentleman, raises your glasses
For this is a champagne moment

Here's to you
You cold hearted man
Take this flute of champagne
Raise it high in your hand

Here's to you
You lying wretch
Time to toast to bridges burned
And praise your own success

And here's to you
You wise progeny
You who refuses so assuredly
The life that would be your undoing
Here's to you