I keep having these dreams
That me & Brittney get back together...

My dad abuses me
My mum is dead...

So there is this thing called life
Ive heard it can go wither way...

The time is getting closer
To when it all began...

Everyday i go to school
look at my friends...

Everyday i wake up
get on the bus...

She appeared to have everything
She appeared to be happy...

She sat there in her empty room
All alone, tears running down her cheek...

To my long lost friend,
I'm so happy you decided to call...

Love is supposed to be great
It's supposed to make you happy...

Every aspect of her life is falling
One after the other, each in turn...

She didn't deserve to die
So why did she pass away...