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He was my best-friend
A better friend
Than I had deserved
He didn’t lie
Told me everything
Stood up for me
And really helped me
Through the hard times

Even though I was
A reckless kid
He kept me in line
Stopping me from
Trying things like drugs
Or drinking beer

Hey, I was eighteen
Only eighteen
I thought that the world
couldn’t hurt me

But it did hurt me
Oh so badly
It wasn’t his fault
I blame myself
I got in trouble
In school no doubt
He had picked me up

Disappointed
that’s what he had said
I yelled at him
Why was he always
Disappointed
I always messed up
I couldn’t be
What he expected

But as I yelled
He got distracted
From the high way
that’s when the truck hit

I had blacked out
The truck driver had
Been very drunk
I remember when
When my best friend had
Told be about
Drinking and driving
I ignored him
How could I get hurt?

Well now because
Of that drunk driver
My best friend died

If I hadn’t yelled
He would still be
Here laughing with me

But he cant laugh
And he cant be here
Cause he is dead

I will remember
All his lessons
And all his advice
For he was my
Best friend but also
He’s my brother