Now That You're Gone - From First To Last

Today I saw the work of deaths ugly hand

Took the life of a man who lost his heart somewhere along the way

You stood so proud

You were so tall

Like you stood for anything at all

The last thing you said I’ll never forget

We could buried the hatchet and started again

But you threw it all away and took your pride to the grave

Won’t feel sorry now that you’re gone

Just a memory distant and vague

I do what I can to keep it that way

I am now the bastard son of a man with a death wish and a gun