So long you shamefully poured the bitterness of your last fuckin’ drop
So many glasses I’ve downed to drown the taste of shame and guilt
Don’t know exactly what you get through your head for feeling that shit
Which kind of troubles you thought you’d solve from the end of that rope

You should have known
That you’d never been alone at all
Now the damage is done.
Your name is engraved on a fuckin’ stone.

So far I remember your days, you didn’t seem so bad through what you shared.
So many glasses I’ve downed, sharing some fun at night with you.
Have you ever looked around you, mate ? You could have seen so many ones to care !
Which kind of troubles haunted you that you couldn’t talk to any of us ?

You should have known
That you’d never been alone at all
How the defeat is strong
See your name engraved on that fuckin’ stone.

Feeling so blue, we had to go through
The coldest summer each of us ever knew.
Oh we still miss you, an anger so rough
That you finally did the worst thing to do
But after all this time
I won’t blame you no more
I will take a new line
Thriving in your honor

So long you shamefully poured the sour of your last fuckin’ drop
So many glasses I’ve downed to drown the bitter taste of shame and guilt
Don’t know exactly what you get through your head for feeling that shit
But I would have prefered that you’ve cried in my arms that at the end of that rope…