The car keys he takes while his drunk
Hits a girl head on that night
A girl, about her age
Kills her instantly
Rushed to the hospital
Exact bursies, cuts and scratches
Matched identical; with hers
Her eyes widened
Maybe she’s better off this way
Looking down at her dead body
She kisses her forehead and says
Sweetie, you’re better off
You got out, but the wrong way
She looks her boyfriend into the eyes
And knows she can’t continue
The way he uses her, abuses and treats her
Tears running down her face, as she leaves the hospital
Leaving him with only a good bye, F O R E V E R