Dance in the glare of headlights

When you walk out on the street
It is always quite important to look both ways
Before crossing
And I once knew a boy
Whose mother never taught him well
He stepped off the curb and got knocked down by a suburban
He spent fours days in a coma,
His mom and dad stood over his hospital bed
The nurse brought in a plastic bag for his shit
The neurologist did a few tests
And on the fifth day he died
His sister didn't even cry
AndIi guess she didn't love him anyways