I'm sorry to leave you here with tears and warm beer. If you're angry you have every right. It's not what we dreamed but it's the way it's got to be. I know it hurts but I will make it right. So, I'm leaving for a road unknown and I don't know if I'll be all right but I want you to know that although I've gotta go I'll be missing you every single night. Because I'm tired of living in calendar lines. I'm tired of warm beer and long goodbyes. Over and over again, I'm tired of losing and watching my friends move on.