The Last Party

Take all my party dresses, ribbon for my hair
Take all my high-heeled shoes, won’t matter what I wear
Round up all the shots of whiskey, all of the champagne
I’m gonna pour it all down the drain
Last time that I heard him say he’d marry me someday
Last time we made all the love like we’d never get enough
The last time he held me tight, even our last fight
Turned out to be the last party
Go cover every jukebox, smash all the guitars
There’s no more music now, even sad songs feel so far away
Board up every theatre, there’ll be no more shows
Why do the birds still sing? Surely they must know
Last time that I heard him say he’d marry me someday
Last time we made all the love like we’d never get enough
The last time he held me tight, even our last fight
Turned out to be the last party