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