| Song | Now That You're Gone |
| Artist | From First to Last |
| Album | Throne to the Wolves |
| 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 |