This champagne is meant for a wedding.
Not for me, alone at 1 in the morning.
The champagne is supposed to be used for celebration.
Not to drown in my sadness.
This bottle will never get used for its actual purpose.
For toasts to good times, and making memories.
I've wasted the life of this bottle.
It will never forgive me.
I will be hungover in the morning.
Goodnight and Goodbye.