What's Left? (Guns and Roses)

'I felt his blood pouring from his body directly into my hands. He begged and I walked away. I left him to his own fucking death' She snarled at him with rage in her voice and pain in her eyes. 'He was my family and I let him die. I followed him into hell and I couldn't bring him back. I couldn't bring any of them back. I can't get back. You should have let me die.'