Boy, I Miss Your Crazy Ass

Boy, I miss your crazy ass
driving the family van
like a race car
tail-gating like there was no tomorrow

and now we all pay with this awful sorrow
your life cut short at home
we all thought you'd go
behind the wheel

I guess we all think
we will live forever
life is unpredictable
and death so clever

Boy, I miss your crazy ass
wish I could rub your head again
tell you to be careful one more time
as you drive away

but it wasn't meant to be
we all await our fates
our hearts break and shatter like glass
and we miss your crazy ass