We camped together all summer,
When we said good-bye it was a bummer...

He never saved the world,
Or found a cure for the common cold...

I only had a short eight years,
After that it's all been tears...

You've been my best friend,
Right to the end...

I lie my head down on my pillow.
While talking to you I have no sorrow...

You always said we'd be friends forever
Now I think it's turned into never...

Why would he love me?
I know it’s not true...

Before I met him,
I wanted someone to kill me...

Killing him would be nice,
But lets make him suffer...

On Monday in P. E.
Ashlei Williams entrusted in me...

Should I go for it,
Or leave it alone...

I'll be missing you,
When you walk out that door...