December 18 was the date
but i didnt know it was your last
i thought we see each other again
i mean we were best friends
i told you everything
and i was there for you
why did this happen?
why so soon?
when i heard about it
i couldnt believe it
there was no way
it must have been a joke
please you couldnt be dead
i need you here with me
please god i know you want her
but i need her here too
please god, i want her back
who am i supposed to talk to now?
i guess ill just keep it in
like i used to before i met her
but we had so much we were going to do
don't you understand
you were like a sister to me
my sister isnt dead
i wont let it be true
i went to the candle lighting
as they told the story
the guy in the red porsche
and he was speeding
and of course he was drunk
but why her, why brissa?
you got hit and you were
pronounced dead at the scene
they brought you back to life but
you were brain-dead and on life-support
they started telling me how mangled you were
i told them to stop as tears ran down my face
i wanted to remember the good times
but i couldnt i just couldnt
you were dead
and so was i
