Some pink marks paint a spotless floor Of liquids oh so taken before But red by red, they’re taken like sex Forced by small round flying objects (Chorus) Late hours past this night Everyone wants you to take some more But you’re in the danger zone The da-da-da-da-da-danger zone Notes of pop songs shoot the air Playing mature versions of “Truth or Dare” And brunettes become blondes every passing minute People have different reasons for a bathroom visit (Chorus) Flashes reveal themselves in frantic pace No one is of legal age Back in a room a body sits After a time of exposed lips And tomorrow, the memory will be missed Of having the reality this is (Chorus/Ending)