Fireworks are sparking all across the sky
Confetti a'flyin', but I can't remember why
My heart grows heavy as the final seconds descend
The color of wonder, the gleam in the eyes
As the past is buried beneath a thousand goodbyes
I'm torn in two between the beginning and the end
Just give me a bottle, a boge, and I won't complain
About those who never bother, and those who never change
She asks me to have this brown cardigan, my granddad's long ago
I told her no, she whined and I broke, and I replied well you know... fine
Is anything different, anything at all?
We wake up achin', and reach to make the call
Surely by tomorrow, these streets will resound with a why
I buy myself a ticket, to seek another man
Hoping things might be different in some other land
But nothing's changed, and what've I to blame, but a lie
Just hand me the bottle, a boge, and I won't complain
About hearts that never soften, and needs that never change
She wraps herself about my shifting form like a coil of smoke
She looks at me and sighs, and asks me how I am, and I reply
What a awful joke... but fine
Now the streets are all abandoned, the drunkards stumbled home
Confetti has fallen, now it's soakin' in the road
My heart grows heavy as another new year begins