You can hear that somebody’s gone. You can see it for yourself. And even then, you still can’t believe it. Sometimes you just can’t say goodbye.
Cowboys don’t say goodbye. They say, “see you later,” until we’re in that f***ing dirt. We’ll say our goodbyes then.[to Jimmy]
I’ve never been very good at saying goodbye, but that’s the hell of it, isn’t it? Whether you want to say goodbye or not, they’re gone, and you have to go on living without them. Because that’s what they would want.
