Your eyes are getting heavy
And you don't feel good
You get into your Chevy
But you don't if you should
You have a can of beer
And you're swerving on the road
You nearly hit a dear
When you're picking up a load
She doesn't see you coming,
The girl in the street,
Here you are humming
You kill a girl so sweet
The ambulance is rushing
To the terrible scene
The young girl's blood is gushing
She was only nineteen
The parents fill with pain
When they see you doing fine
You seem to have no shame
You just sit there and whine
How are you okay in mind
You just stole a life
So here you are, in a bind
Now you pay the price
It wasn’t your call
And you had to make it sour
You chose to take it all
And decide her last hour
You’re going to a place
Where they’ll see you to court
So I spit in your face
There is no last resort
And you don’t even care
Oh not in the least
You’re barely aware
That she has deceased
So I tell you now
This ain’t the end
And I don’t care how
But you will make amends
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