Help She Can't Swim - The Dance Party Turned Into A Wake lyrics

There's a punch up outside of yates' And there are so many beautiful faces You and me are the troubled teens Will go hang out by the pinball machines I hope yr hotspots all burn down And we dont look back when we're leaving town We just throw the salt over the shoulder Don't be sad the aquaintance is over I thought i'd like it but i didnt like it You bet on lame horses you get disappointed Lets cut our loses, cut our throats Divide up the bill and get our coats