Toby was a friend of mine I met him back in
  high school we had a bottle of liquor and a skate
  board ramp there was nothing for us to do
  we got ourselves in and out of trouble every fucking
  day we had C.S.I. and outdoor suspensions for all
  the games that we would play - sometimes I
  feel like it's my fault not a day goes by that
  I don't see his eyes I'll never understand the
  choice that Toby made why did he die - Summer
  rolled around I spent my nights getting drunk
  and staying out late Toby lived on the other
  side of town I didn't see him all summer I
  couldn't wait to see him when school let
  in I could believe what my friend said their
  words still echo in my head suicide... Toby's dead