It’s a quarter
after before One, I’m all alone and I need you now…
wouldn’t can’t call but I’ve lost all control and I need you now.
And I don’t know how I can do without (you)
I just need you now.
There’s not another shot of whiskey, can’t stop looking at the door.
Wishing you’d come sweeping in the way you haven’t
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time.
Oh yeah I’d rather
not hurt than feel nothing at all…