He traveled long 
Through the heartbreak 
But he was weary 
Needed a drink 
He threw his glass over his shoulder 
And that was the last time 
I’d see my brother 

No one he loved will be the same 
No one he loved will be the same 

Now whiskey’s flowing through his veins 
His darkest thoughts [bad word] through his brain 
He was selfish 
And my family 
My Friends 
That night his sentence 
Came to an end 

No one he loved will be the same 
No one he loved will be the same 

If one day I should see you 
If your ghost [bad word] to me 
Say something simple 
Like my friend I’ve missed you 
Something simple 
Simple and [bad word]