So sorry, it's OVER

Let's take some time to talk this over , you're out of line and rarely sober. We can't depend on your excuses, 'cause in the end it's fucking useless. You can only lean on me for so long, bring your ship about to watch a friend drown, stood over the ledge, begged you to come down, you can only lean on me for so long. I remember shots without a chaser, absent minded thoughts, now you're a stranger. Cover up the scars, put on your gameface. Left you in the bar to try and save face. Man on a mission, can't say I miss him around, Insider information, hand in your resignation. Loss of a good friend best of intentions I found, Tight lipped procrastination.

Yeah later, see you around