your wasted friend, he ain't gonna write he's probably passed out, still drunk from last night he don't owe nothing, no nothing to you you don't owe nothing, no nothing to him
it can't go on longer like this it just can't go on much longer like this snow on the ground, and overhead the angels around you remind you of death
and you know, don't you know
it's cold for him, cold with or without you it's cold for him, cold with or without you
go, just run away go, just run away just run away like you know that you always have just run away, just run away