Please tell me you tuned in to last nights stunning episode
Young dashing Billy's true intentions were made known
And a projected sweet, presumed innocent, small town heart was torn
And we all felt for her
Well she better get used to the sting
All these hollow bitches are desperate housewives in training
In lieu of camera crew firing squad
Herd the lot of swine at the celebrity sneak preview
Through the gates of the slaughter house
We'll be waiting in the dark
Strap teenage heroines into electric chairs
Pucker up sunshine, and smile big for the bright lights
They'd all look better in red with bullet holes in their chest
Host a ceremony to celebrate short lived fame
Broadcast depravity
The season premier left us covered in tears
White knuckled, trembling, cursing college co-eds
Wishing we were sweet and sixteen
Divulging dirty deeds via video feed
Our ratings are down and next season is cancelled
Nothing in our days makes us feel alive
The drama we feed on doesn't light up our nights
So swear to me that this is real life
Apparently, you and me, we've been voted off the island
It's just as well as time will tell, this crew and vessel are damned to hell