It's your fault that,
I'm in the hospital now.
Why'd you have to do it,
you could've asked me how.
The sound of you honking,
still rings in my head.
Over and over again,
I wish I were dead.
It's all your fault,
that I lay here tonight.
Wondering why,
you ran that red light.
You could've stopped,
for just five minutes.
And sparred a life,
with shortness of breath.
Why couldn't you see me,
first in that line.
Of cars you were to hit,
time after time.
It's all your fault,
that my mom's dead.
Along with my brother,
who got hit on his head.
If you hadn't flipped,
our car along the edge.
Then I'd still have a family,
and you'd have sparred lives in minutes.
It's all your fault,
that I'm alone in the world.
Full of hate towards you,
who took me away.
From the family I loved,
when you could've just stayed away.
Why did you have that one last drink,
it would've saved us all.
And you could not have been beat.
It's all your fault where I am now,
alone, solemn and depressed.
I hate you for it,
how could I not,
you killed who I loved best.
