"I Dare You To Call Rachel A Butthead"
"Won't I Get Into Trouble?"
"Nah"
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That summer day was one of that last times I saw you,
my cousin's sister, I was never too close to you
Parents afraid of me ending up like you
you never knew better
I could hear the fighting from next door
I never put two and two together
I should have known,
when you were arrested
and Sentenced
I should have known whenever you got high and told me stories
Of high school
But I didn't think,
when I wrote a letter
when I got the news
you never said it would hurt this bad
I Never Knew You Until You Were Gone