So they picked another it girl for the summer
They picked another child bride for the web
Handed her a camera and a handgun
Placed a thorny crown upon her pretty nymphette head
She'll be excellent until the pressure kills her
Or the narrative falls even further apart
Then she'll lose the audience or they'll lose her
But until then the kids can get some good fresh art
The legacy is glamorous and tragic
Sarah Lynn is dead at thirty-one
But the people need a princess and a girl needs a new life
So at least the next few years are gonna be fun
But this it girl wasn't in it for the summer
This one had a different kind of vibe
Don't you kind of wanna see her make it?
Don't you kind of wanna see her thrive?
Maybe this time everybody lives, Rose
Maybe that's the twinkle in her eye
Nihilism's good for selling products
But we need something different this time
No one on TV ever gets better
Soon as they do, they go of screen
But if you keep applauding she might fly
And if she flies for you then maybe you'll believe
