The New Year

I'm sick of cleaning up the mess you left behind

Oh what a way to start the new year

On my hands and knees and cleaning out the dirt and grime

Oh what a way to start the new year

I'm sick of holding both ends of a tightrope

Cause when you fall all that's left is old high hopes for me

I'm stretched thin to the end tryna keep it all in

Oh what a way to start the new year

Won't you say that it's all right?

Won't you tell me it's okay?

Because there is three hundred and sixty four more days

I might be smiling but you'll never even hear me say

That I like it in the shadows

Counting down to zero, just to start again

Oh what a way to start the new year

Don't get me wrong I hate this holiday

(Oh what a way to start the new year)

On my hands and knees and choosing what I have to say

(Oh what a way to start the new year)

I never realized it could mean so much

Just to go to bed later when we have to get up, all the same

And we scream and clap

For the end of what was, and what we become oh

Won't you say that it's all right

Won't you tell me it's okay

Cause we have three hundred and sixty four more days

I might be smiling but you'll never even here me say

That I like it in the shadows

Counting down to zero, just to start again

Oh what a way to start the new year

But was it really that bad

And could it be better

Well I don't know, but with you I still have hope

That this, could be, all my year

(We have) Three hundred and sixty four more days

One million chances left to find you and to see your face

Making light out of my shadows

Finally get to zero and maybe we'll both say

(We have) Three hundred and sixty four more days

One million chances left to find you and to see your face

Making light out of my shadows

Finally get to zero and maybe we'll both say

Oh what a way to start the new year

// BY FEN //