Truth hurts/Secrets Kill

E:I saw her looking around nervously,
As if she had a secret to hide.
She walks slowly towards I familiar looking guy.
My heart shutters realizing she’s lied.

S:I told him I’m hanging out at my aunt's place.

E:The pain was unbearable recognizing my best friend’s face.

S:I told him to come over Saturday. I’ll end the secrets there.

E:Nothing I do can help me prepare.
I can’t imagine her telling me she doesn’t care.

S:I feel sneaking around his back isn’t fair.

E: Walking through the halls I hear people whisper, and I know what they’re saying.
I know they know about the sick game she’s been playing.

S:Word’s getting around school fast.
I hope he doesn’t hear until Saturday’s past.

E:The day is finally here.
On my way I’ll down some beer.

S:His friend and I planned so hard for his birthday party.
He knew being here was important to me.
Hours pass by.
I can’t help but cry.
The phone starts to ring and I feel angry.
His numbers shows on caller ID.
I hear his mother's voice anxiously ask “Is Eric with you?
I reply “He hasn’t even shown up to a surprise party we threw.”

He never did, and I haven’t seen him since.
I’m tired of hearing people come to his defense.

Watching Tv there’s a knock at the door.
Standing in front of me is a man I’ve never seen before.
Greetings are shared. A police badge is shown.
He takes a deep breath, and speaks in a low tone.
“Sarah Kaden, I have to ask you some questions and inform you of some things.”
The pain in his eyes makes my heart sting.
“Eric Thompson, do you know what he was doing Saturday the fifteenth?”
He looked very serious and intensely at me.

So, I told him the story about the party, and how he didn’t show.
The officer’s face filled with sorrow.
“May we sit down. I have some bad news.”
I sat, held my breath, and waited for him to continue.
“Apparently Saturday Mr. Thompson had too much to drink.”
The thumping in my chest began to sink.
“His car was found under Traveltine Bridge amongst the rocks.”
I stared to the carpet unable to talk.
“In the car we found many beer cans
along with a photo clutched tightly in his hands.”
He then pulled out a picture of me.
“There’s a note on the back you’ll want to see.”
I wiped at the tears I apparently shed,
and turned it around. On the back it read…