The first time that I talked to you
I told you to get your friends and the f*ck out of my house
I motioned to my sister passed out on the couch
And I could tell by your face you thought "this little kid's no slouch"
And you got the f*ck out
Little did I know then
You would end up being my brother and my friend
Not that we didn't fight because God knows we did
We fought about everything from religion and politics
Ooooh
To nuclear physics
It's true
Who was the best with chopsticks
Not you
But one thing we never fought about was music
The last time that I talked to you
Your only concern was what I was gonna do
About my broken heart even though you had one too
Now that you're gone I wish that we could argue
Or just talk about music
I wanna talk about music