hung over from drinking down your pain
thinking the party's just begun
while they're still alive
how could it do you harm?
you ask yourself with a needle in your arm
you can show the world you're free
from the inner demons causing misery
coming so far just to throw it all away
but the party doesn't last
is it all worth your while
but what's behind each smile?
do they know you can't feel
what's a dream and what's real?
while they're still alive
perhaps another shot will tell
how to exit this self-destructive shell
maybe that's what burned your world
maybe you're not supposed to be be this party girl
coming so far just to throw it all away
but the party doesn't last
you can still change somehow
we can built it back with a little
help from you and a little self control
it's never too late to turn back
coming so far just to throw it all away
but the party doesn't last