My Best Friend Is A Punk

My best friend is a punk He wrote his name with some scissors on my trunk I told him if he did it again I'd have to break his arm Looking back now really what was the fucking harm I'm kind of glad that he died I told his mom that I'd miss him but I lied The fact of the matter is he really never had a chance Romance with a gun was happenstance circumstance My best friend is a punk He wrote his name with some scissors on my trunk I'm kind of glad that he died I told his mom that I'd miss him but I lied Heard he died at the show I wasn't there so I really wouldn't know They say the band was on and they didn't know what to do Asked them what they thought Hey that was fucking pretty cool I heard he waited a day He had to find just the perfect thing to say The day a girl is born yeah it really is a special day Looking back now wouldn't have it any other way My best friend is a punk He wrote his name with some scissors on my trunk I'm kind of glad that he died I told his mom that I'd miss him but I lied Is this the song that you were thinking of Is this the song that you were speaking of Is this the one that's going to make you proud Is this the one that carries all the weight Is this the one that was sung too late Or is this the one that's going to make you sigh And make you glad that you feel whole inside My best friend is a punk I'm kind of glad that he died I heard he died at the show I wasn't there so I really wouldn't know