I, I never got to say,   all the words I should have said   and all the words you should have read   there was time, when we could   (when we were fine)   co-exist, and never raise a fist   the angers buried it’s time for us to end this      you could have held on   only if you put down the bottle.      so long see you soon   I’m throwing these words out to you    hoping that you’ll hear my voice   hoping that you made the right choice   you could have held on      the sin goes on and on   from fathers to sons   and from child to child   you had the power   to stop it in its tracks   but now the burden is left with me       yes it’s burnt down to me   and I wont go quietly    I won’t be like you      I may not remember every night   but you can be damn sure I remember the fights   from these broken bottles and to burnt cigarettes    not saying goodbye is my only regret