limousine

Seventeen and never growing up

She's got a tendency for trouble but her lips won't let it up, she whispered

Dirty secrets in my dirty little ear and now

I'm falling through a window with no objections from the rear, I said

Girl, now what can I do

You know it's true these parties prove we're nothing but the reckless youth, I said

Girl, who can I turn to, I said

Life's a bitch if you're not rich or if you don't belong to something

Hey, and heads are rolling

This is the end we are the failures now

Singing, god help us please