We get drunk together we get in fights we get stoned we go to juvey
we never take eachothers man we dont lie to eachother and this is
what i call my bestfriend
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak