I walked out of health class
with new things on my mind
about the people who die of aids
or the ones at Columbine,
I said I have a chance
to live my full life
but why do people hurt themselves
when they're cutting back their time,
That day I learned how drugs kill
and just what smoking would do
and I told myself I'd help my friends
as I bent to tie my shoe,
and how to explain to them
that I was so sure
as I rose from the floor
there was that boy, so popular,
he told me bout this party
and it would be a blast
he talked about the beer and drugs
and how he had so much to last,
I knew I shouldn't do drugs or drink
but just a little bit
I didn't want to look like a fool
so just a little and thats it,
Well I had a lot of fun at first
untill we got in the car
we didn't realize someone was driving
untill it got to far,
My friends were in the backseat
and I was in the front
and to drink and drive
what a stupid stunt,
I hit into the dashboard
and my friends flew through the windshield
the car stoped so suddenly
into an open field,
It all happened so fast
I wished I wasn't there
I was trapped inside the car
with the smell of blood and beer,
The silence was so scary
I know they all were died
if only I had told them
but I got drunk instead,
I stumbled out of the car
and realized what we hit
it was a large sign that read:
'Just A Little Bit?'