Well, she's not dying on the O.R. floor
For a stay extention
Cause that's just ridiculously odd.
Well, she'll live to regret it
Here's the story
Girl drove home on prom night while drunk now,
The girl drove into a pole

There's too much exposure
Where's the REAL doctor?
Oh, no, no!
You made the wound bigger
Made the wound bigger
What went wrong?

Keep your composure
Give me the sutures...
Oh, no, no!
You cut off her finger
Cut off her finger
What went wrong?

Give her Advil, give her pain meds, give her some sedatives
Take her vitals, give her fluids, doctor, don't take a break!
When I say "Code Blue", you say "On it!"
"Code Blue", "On it!", "Code Blue", "On it!"

Why did she have to go
Drive drunk on a busy road for what?
So I'll cry? I'll cry
(For goodness sake)
And she is bleeding from her ears
And her teeth straight down to the bottom of her gown
At her feet
Not such a joy
Watching this young girl die; it's haunting all of my dreams
(For goodness sake)

There's too much exposure
Where's the REAL doctor?
Oh, no, no!
You made the wound bigger
Made the wound bigger
What went wrong?

Keep your composure
Give me the sutures...
Oh, no, no!
You cut off her finger
Cut off her finger
What went wrong?

Come on she is screaming "Make it stop"
stop...
Come on
Come on

She is screaming
She is screaming
She is screaming
"Make it stop"

Will she heal up? Maybe.
Will she heal up?
Will she heal up? Maybe.
Will she heal up?

Give her Advil, give her pain meds, give her some sedatives
Take her vitals, give her fluids, doctor, don't take a break!
When I say "Code Blue", you say "On it!"
"Code Blue", "On it!", "Code Blue", "On it!"

Not such a joy
Watching this young girl die and not such a joy
Not such a joy
Watching this young girl die; it's haunting all of my dreams