Well where have you been
My brother, my friend
And we'll still meet up
Haven't pushed in god's know when
And we were young
You said we'll rule the world
I guess plans tend to change
When we get old

I remember, driving in my car
Listening to the same old bands we used to in high school
You're telling me about how much you hated college
And how you wanted to do something different with your life
Just as you said that you passed over your cigarette
I reached for it, and dropped it
The rest of my memory is a blur
I lost control of the car

The breaks locked up
The tires started to screech
The roof hit the ground
And we crashed in a ditch
I couldn't get out
The seat belt was stuck
The engine caught fire
I was shit out of luck
I was shit out of luck
I counted the moments
The seconds flew by
I thought it was over
I thought I would die
I thought I would die (I thought I would die)

To this day, I find myself thinking about
Being trapped in that car with a complete feeling of hopelessness
If it wasn't for my best friend, I wouldn't be here today
I wouldn't be here today