Good morning and fuck you I don’t really want to talk to you, no You can save your condolences to yourself I hate it when you say it I don’t need help If you think you feel sorry for me You’ll hate me more than I already hate me I'm throwing a pity-party this evening With everything that’s left of my feelings I'm ready to take all my sorrows by the hand and slow dance I'm blaming all my problems on everyone else ‘Cause fuck common sense It’s not fair It’s not fair That the world gets to move on It’s not fair It’s not fair That’s the feeling after he’s gone Now my mom and dad just won’t stop fighting Because the anger left is so inviting But can you blame a man for all his crying? When his father died because of lies and Misinformation, fake news of a nation Told by a monster with standing ovation If there’s a God I think he’s on vacation And I already gave up on my salvation And I can’t blame California for this pain I know it was my choice to begin with And I can’t take back this time without I should’ve told you more that I loved you so Now I have to deal with all this sorrow I killed the hopes that I had for tomorrow I take it out on my heart, lungs and brain Hoping to die so I can see you again It’s not fair It’s not fair That the world gets to move on It’s not fair It’s not fair That’s the feeling after he’s gone