Tonight you called
tonight you called and cried
you wanted to see me
you wanted to see me so bad
you didn't care
you didn't care about anything
about anything but me.

Tonight I tried to calm you down
then I just hung up the phone
you called me back
you called me back at once
you wanted to come over
but you weren't able to.

Then I hung up the phone again
and again you did call back
I told you I'd come over
I didn't care at all
didn't care about anything 
about anything but you
and I hung up the phone and left.

Hours went by as I tried to get to you
it took me hours to be finally there
then I arrived and I saw you
you lying on the floor
you surrounded by bottles
surrounded by bottles and drugs.

All alone and mistaken
mistaken by the world
you were lying there
you were lying there crying
crying wanting nothing
wanting nothing but me.

And now I wonder
was it all just you
just you being drunk
or is what you said true?