New Buffalo:It's True

Five o'clock
There's coffee cups and magazines
You're breaking up
I hold the phone right to my ear
I'm sick of saying I wish you were here
I got myself into this mess
I chose to wear this stupid dress
My memory's no good for me
There's one place where I want to be

You are you are you are you are
It's true it's true it's true it's true
You are you are you are you are
It's true it's true it's true it's true

One million people with one idea
To get the hell right out of here
You've packed your car
You've packed brain
With things to lose
And things to gain
I see you now you're sitting there
With crumpled dreams and messed up hair
It's black and blue
It's black and white
It's exactly what I want tonight

You are you are you are you are
It's true it's true it's true it's true