We party, we rage, ain't it all so great?
So much fun, so above
But now Sugey and Seb, they're both dead
And pretty Savannah is in a hospital bed
Wires and tubes, I think of me and you
How it coulda been us, under an unforgiving moon
The car on fire, hot with teen desire
To run around, don't come down
All alone all together in a masked- up city
But this time the morning after is way worse than ******
"You and me Soph, we got invited there"
And I had put on mascara and done my hair
So crazy, so surreal
And it happened so quick
Now pretty party-queen Savannah?
She has to live with it