"I'm trying to be honest with my happiness Don't know why I'm bad at this, uh And I don't wanna sit in all my sadness I know it's a habit of mine Perfect, perfect timing I start what I don't know how to end Don't re-, don't remind me I ruined it before it began, oh-oh-oh Last night was the last night of my past life Got me here like you could never figure me out Last night was the last time, was the last time I'll never let you figure me out Sitting here, talking to myself Thinking how I used to use you, only thing I'm used to Last night was the last time, was the last time Woah Gave me what I wanted when I needed it Honestly, I mean it And if I could convince myself to feel it You know I would feel it, I would" In which when Mary Stuart died she woke up in the future, and apparently that future included werewolves, a sarcastic boy who she slowly, but surely fell for, and a brother who she learned to love with her whole heart.