I didn't wanna' die young, I didn't wanna' die at twenty-one, The saddest song I've ever sung. "What about my best friends?" "The kids that I grew up with," I think you'd say. Cause' I couldn't write it any other way.
We pass through time lines, We make our whole live count, but growing up means counting down. I can act like nothing's happened, I still have my doubts. When I heard her crying that night the truth came out.
A bad dream, this can't be happening. I'll wake up and you'll be there laughing. A brother, A best friend, A true love left with a loose end. A sequence of sad events I keep repeating over and over and over and over again.
We spend a life time on buying into death. Have we forgot the purpose? You taught me not to worry, let problems resolve themselves. So I think of you and try and settle down.
A bad dream, this can't be happening. I'll wake up and you'll be there laughing. A brother, A best friend, A true love left with a loose end. A sequence of sad events I keep repeating. A bad dream, this can't be happening. I'll wake up and you'll be there laughing. A brother, A best friend, A true love left with a loose end. A sequence of sad events I keep repeating over and over and over and over again.