I'll call you when I get there, girl I promise Oh the ten bucks that's in my pocket will keep me honest Her ribcage is through my spleen But I can see you in my dreams Oh I swear that I'll meet you there Sweet sixteen The bloodstains on my sweater, it's just paint, dear Oh you wouldn't know how much I wish you were here My words could intervene But I don't want to be obscene Oh I swear that I'll meet you there Sweet sixteen I'll call you when I get there, girl I promise Oh the ten bucks that's in my pocket will keep me honest Her ribcage is through my spleen But I can see you in my dreams Oh I swear that I'll meet you there Sweet sixteen