*I didn't know Faith's middle name so I made one up. Does anyone know her middle name?
She put him out, like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette."Good. Now go away."
She broke his heart: He spent his whole life tryin' to forget.
"Bosco, you're putting in for a transfer?" "Yeah Lieu. I just need a change of scenery."
We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time,
"Boscorelli, you alright?" "Yeah, just a hangover. I'll be fine."
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind,
"Hear about that cop from the 55 that was shot?" "Faith?" "Faith? Who the hell's Faith? No, it was some guy named Miller. His hothead partner got them into some predicament, as usual. They don't think he's gonna make it."
Until the night:
"Catch ya later Boscorelli." "Yeah, later."
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
"55-Charlie, reported gunshots at …"
And finally drank away her memory.
"I can't keep doing this."
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
"It's no way to live."
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
"I can't go on without my Faith."
We found him with his face down in the pillow,
"Oh God, it's Bosco."
With a note that said: 'I'll love her till I die.'
"Who do you think she is Sul?" "Only one person Bosco loved that much. Faith."
And when we buried him beneath the willow,
"We are gathered here today to say goodbye to Maurice Lewis Boscorelli."
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la
The room was full, but nobody knew how much she blamed herself.
"Faith, you ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine."
For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath.
"You may think nobody notices, but I do Faith. You're worse than I ever was. I hope Bosco was worth losing your family over."
She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time,
"Lieu, I can't come in today. I'm not feeling well."
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind.
"Damn you Bosco, you're dead. Why can't I just forget about you."
Until the night:
"Bye kids. Have a good time at your dads. I love you guys."
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
"55 Charlie, reported gunshots at…"
And finally drank away his memory.
"There's only one way to forget you."
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
"I don't have anything left anyway."
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
"I'll see you soon Bos."
We found her with her face down in the pillow,
"Oh Faith, No."
Clinging to his picture for dear life.
"Guess she loved him too." "Yeah, I guess she did."
We laid her next to him beneath the willow,
"We have gathered here today, to say goodbye to Faith Marie Yokas."
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
