I heard they found you face down inside your living room
the last we talked i wished you well and said i'd see you soon 
sad to say the message never made it through 
if people knew what you had done they'd probably do it too

mistakes and regrets 

i thought you said it'd be me and you 
now you're gone what am i supposed to do 
for what? 
did you know you put your life at stake
felt like torture just to stay awake 
i thought you said it'd be me and you 

they held the service on a Sunday in the afternoon 
the candles burning were reminding me of your perfume 
sad to say we never got those damn tattoos 
i begged you go see somebody but you always refused 

what now do i do
make a plot for us two
lay them side by side 
double suicide 

one stone 
two names 
underneath a twin grave
here lie best of friends
until we meet again