She’s sixteen, meeting up with the crew
Driving a car that’s brand new
She put down her phone
She left her make up alone
She’s backing out to begin her night
Your coming home to grab a bite
There’s no alcohol, no swerving insight
Your phone rings
Your coffee steams
you reach for them
its going to be a fun night
Your pulling in and you feel a shake
As you see your sisters life line break
Running to her you cry and yell
In the background you hear your cell
Your heart breaks on that night
Right then you awake from your day dream
Tears running down your face feel like steam
Your back were you started about to arrive home
Your phone rings and you see its light
will you text back now you’ve? got all night...



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