child bride you were my best friend til your dad slapped the living shit out of you in front of me and i could see you leave your body and i knew we were through well you let me keep your dreamcast when she picked up and moved you south you didnt say and i went one day to call on you and found an empty house skeletor of the liquor store the bitch took you away some years later i played in orlando you came out and your hair was box dye black you told me all about your new girlfriend how she turned you on to crack i said man i cant my heart would my heart would explode slow the years down lose your twenties loaded all the time 