I wanna go where the trouble begins
And the morning after smells just like a dirty ashtray
Oh, give me shame, lock me in the shower
The penitentiary, elementary school for losers
If this is how it's gonna end, then it feels alright
Baby, let's get sick again
We're hell raisers, [?]
We're running with razor blades
Party favors, sex with strangers
We don't care what the neighbours say
