D I grew up with your magazines and your books and your barbies You used to take the bus to see us, your tiny whiny cousins Even as a child you were full of kindness I was being obstinate and dramatic and you drew a smily face in the sand and squiggled out "cheer up!" When I ran away from home you're the only one who called without a lecture I should've reached out to you I can't believe that was our last conversation I'm sorry we didn't get to sing together and I'm sorry I didn't call You were the coolest and the prettiest and the nicest You were the first person to claim those adjectives in my life And I was proud you were the wildest I am proud You were my street cred (I'm an idiot) I'm so sorry I didn't spend more time with you I'm sorry you suffered Your heart was so big And I love you I'll take care of Sally and I'll make songs for you I should've said I love you |