"Party, Girl"

Drag you through the room
Pull you up the stairs
Tell you you're having fun
Run his fingers through your hair
You won't remember him tomorrow
He won't know your last name
The night will be a blur
Of rushing colors and unfamiliar faces
Knock 'em back
Don't bother to taste it
Go with the flow
You'll make it
Wake up in the morning
Head aching, mind confused
You won't recall anything
But the booze
Honey, why do you do it
Why do you do this to yourself?