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