She sighs, with regret in her eyes, thinking of the things she had done
She cries, while her friend dies, she thought it had all been in fun
That day wasn't meant to be that way, as he passed her the bottle
Full ash tray, nothing to say, smoking six packs to be a model
Not eating, lying and cheating, conversation with parents there was none
Gang beating, mistreating this fight cannot be won
Another pack smoked, as he choked, while others around him panicked
No one joked, as his death was provoked she gave up being an addict*
