Drink up, last call before the sunrise sets the scene of empty bottles, heavy hearts, the memories of broken dreams.

We were so tired, yet so alive, wrapped up in lies like sheets of another one night stand.
You know you left the girl with nothing, but the sunrise through the windowpane where tired eyes will close.

Stay seventeen, the party scene has got the best of me and you.

We've got to let this go

I know she hopes I choke on this last drink drop dead before my influence gets to her head.

She said, "I'll love you forever, or find something better. It's all just the same as when we sleep together.

We wake up with headaches and trouble remembering, what went wrong..."

Stay seventeen, the party scene has got the best of me and you.

               We've got to let this go