Sally, I've been shot, and I'm bleeding from my guts
I'm laying in the snow, could you come and pick me up?
My legs are weak, my hands are numb, I just can't make it home
Well you're bitchy, but you're pretty and I don't wanna be alone
Hello, Mrs. Hayes, this is Holden and I'm sorry to wake you up
But Rocky's boys got me down in midtown and I'm choking on the blood
What's the use? If you wanna know the truth
It's that rich little boys make sad young men
Let's never make these mistakes again
Sally, I can't do this all alone
Cause rich little boys make sad old men
Let's never make these mistakes again
Sally, I can't do this all alone
Let's make these lives our own
Holden, let's be serious, we can't just run away
I swear, sometimes, you're just so childish. What did you think that I would say?
Sally, I'm sick and tired of all the fakes and phonies in this town
Ain't no money in the world gonna buy our way out of the ground
Hello, Mrs. Hayes, this is Holden and I'm sorry to wake you up
But Rocky's boys got me down in midtown and I'm choking on the blood
What's the use? If you wanna know the truth
It's that rich little boys make sad young men
Let's never make these mistakes again
Sally, I can't do it all alone
Rich little boys make sad old men
Let's never make these mistakes again
Sally, I can't do it all alone
Let's make these lives our own