I'm sorry for the weather
I'm sorry that our friend died
I'm sorry that we couldn't cry
I'm sorry for your mother
I'm sorry she didn't say goodbye
I'm sorry that she left you
With a fear of love and her eyes
You make me nervous
And I can't deal with it
You make me nervous
When you've been drinking
I'm sorry I couldn't fix you
I'm sorry that you broke down
Brother I still miss you
Every God damn day
I'm proud to say that I knew you
It's with regret but it's on the tip on my tongue
I guess it's true what they say
Only the good die young
Only the good die young
It's taken six years for me to write this
And I mean every word I fucking promise
Pour a drink out and raise your glasses
To the best dude that ever graced this planet
