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