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 b**ches 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