Drinking and Driving

Why did you have to drink those drinks, those drinks that made you die?
Now you’re dead and there’s nothing I can do but cry
I think of you and pray you’d come back to life
I pray I could see you just once more, every night
Every night I go to bed and kiss your picture goodnight
I wish you were here right now
I would hold you so tight and I would never let you go
But you’re not and you’ll never be here again
Why’d I let you go out that night if I didn’t think you would still be here?
But now you’re not you’re dead and its not going to change
Why’d I let you go?
Now I’m sitting in my bed wishing I was dead

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By belle greer
Published: 11/16/2006
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