Still think about when you messaged me You were still here, we were seventeen Ninety days sober, you asked to come over Never replied and it's killing me Still think about when you messaged me Still think about what it could've been If I replied, would it be different? All these years later, I'm still afraid of letting you go Is it all my fault? Still think about what it could've been I made a promise to Stay clean and sober because of you Save space for me next to you Wherever you're waiting, I'll come to you When it all falls down And the noise gets loud I'll remember your mom's face Smiling and crying at the same time Pray that you found grace And if you're in pain, it's the last time Spoke to your brother the other week November 3rd, made it past twenty-three He smiles just like you, always the type to carry the light into any room Spoke to your brother the other week I made a promise to Stay clean and sober because of you Save space for me next to you Wherever you're waiting, I'll come to you When it all falls down And the noise gets loud I'll remember your mom's face Smiling and crying at the same time Pray that you found grace And if you're in pain, it's the last time