I know a kid who is out of control

Took too many drugs and it stole his soul

Sitting on the porch watching days and years fly by

Something needs to change but he won't even try

He won't even try

As he sits and lets his body rot

I want to teach him things that I've been taught

Judging by the pale color of his skin

It may be too late for this to sink in

Sink in

Sink in

Sink in

It doesn't matter what he has done

It doesn't matter what he has said

I'll always be his friend

Even when he is dead

I know a kid who is out of control

Took too many drugs and it stole his soul

Sitting on the porch watching days and years fly by

Something needs to change but he won't even try

Won't try

Won't try

He won't even try