I can't help but think of what we could of been but i guess it is a fantasy because now your dead
i don't know why or how you died but in my mind you died of suicide
you drove off a cliff at 3 in the morning because you missed the curve i don't buy what the police said
i knew you like the back of my hand and i knew you would never do anything like this
i always said if you died i would too and guess what I'm gonna die tonight before dawn comes
a few hours before your service is here make my mother and father mourn because they lost their little girl
i don't care what they say anymore i don't care how many people cry over me
the only thing i care about is you..
