Angels never hesitate
And I just lost a friend today
It’s numbing and cold
Pictures hold the memory
But doesn’t bring them back to me
Just makes me feel old

March is awfully cold this year
For more bad news and frozen tears
Feels more like December
Every time my life collides
With someone else’s suicide
It’s worse than the last time that I can remember

Who’s got the say in the loss or the win
I’d rather be in the palm of your hand
You could put me in your pocket for luck

I just need something good to die for
I just need someone here to live for
I’ve had enough, I’ve said enough
This empty cup needs filling up
I’m 2 sheets to the wind without you