She wakes up with her hair down, her hearts infected
Her make-ups the least of her worries now
her hearts infected and she's already gone
It's worse when you're young
It's worse when you cant talk
The words block your tongue
She don't mean what she says
She's only got one day to make it right
And I don't make the rules, but I've seen his face late at night, that's right
That's right
It's worse when you're young
It's worse when you're young
It's worse when you cant talk
The words block your tongue
So, I'm sorry you're dead
Sweetest face in your head, and everyone I know misses your lies
We traded rings and nothings
I wish I had mine now
A lot of good my kisses did to your dead mouth
Goodbyes are final now she swore
So goodbye
Goodbye to all the things you loved