here s to all the luck that pours down on me here s to all the melodies that picked us up off our seats here s to the younger ones when they replace me here s to the bitterness that keeps the sweet so sweet here s to all the words that we ll never speak here s to all the pretty girls that you re gonna meet here s to the little lies i tell in my sleep here s to the secrets that you re gonna keep why don t you raise up raise up your cups i ve had enough raise up your cups here s to the company that we used to keep here s to the certainty of sickness and sleep here s to the death of who we thought we were here s to all our kids that ll never be born why don t you raise up raise up your cups i m choking up raise up your cups to draggin around a cross and a thorny crown and livin because you re willing and being forgiven thankfully