I wanna tell you, you were right
And everything you told me makes sense to me now
I wanna tell you I quit drinking and I don't need a crutch
And all my good friends come around
No one ever really shakes the faith the make
So my demons still abound
So my demons still abound
Oh then the tide begins to rise and the darkness gets too close
I'm right there in that Camaro headed for the Holy Coast
Up there on your shoulders I wasn't afraid to fall
It was the fear of starting over
I was afraid to lose it all
Just then I remembered stumbling down that hall
You piss drunk at that piano
You were playing that awful song
I should have married my Ramona
Should have had those seven kids
I should have stayed in California
Maybe then I would have lived
I wanna tell you, you were right
And everything you told me makes sense to me now