Sitting Down or passing out
Waking up hungover as hell
I phone to say I’m still alive
Or just about it’s hard to tell

It’s true, it’s true
I do want you oh
It’s true, it’s true
I do want you oh
When I’m away from you
I do want you, do want you
It’s true, it’s true
I do want you oh

Your voice it soothes a weary head
While my legs are pulled out bed
Friend puts me on my ass on the floor
Do you recall the night before

Shrug and say I think so
My hands to throb and ache and swell.
Man you let one rip on head
Broke your hand and now you’re dead.

It’s true, it’s true
I do want you oh
It’s true, it’s true
I do want you oh
When I’m away from you
I do want you, do want you
It’s true, it’s true
I do want you oh

Josh he took it pretty well
He was with fault but you’d never tell
Never use my fists in a fight
Only regret I have of that night.