The body won
Still awake after the undertow
Soaking home, the heart just will not grow
It found its way to a plate and knife
All right, I'm up
Pre-coffee days you know I'll never touch
Like laughing gas or that place I saw you once
This isn't home where it's always Christmas
You know, you're right
Across your face fall your pillow eyes
The laughing gas hit you just right
Just know it's not a loss, the year just ends some nights