Happy New Year
You won't be home for new years
You packed a bag and you skipped town
You walked away said it's more than you can take
You won't be home for new year
We haven't spoken since last year
You got your things and you moved out
It's so sad to say but I don't love you quite the same
So we haven't spoken since last year
I'm 3 ticks short hands in my trenchcoat,
You were always second to had this midnight heavy, a heavy on my chest
Through better wishes and softer kisses I was always moments behind,
Happy new year honey,
oh dry your eyes, oh dry your eyes my blue goodbye
You won't be home come monday
You found a way out or around
Luck or dismay, I was only in the way
No you won't be home come monday
And these strangers in the your
living room they count the seconds out,
A toast to progress and never let's clink your glasses loud
My spirits in my living room they say your words aloud,
A toast to solid to the guest that take the bottle down, down, down
I'm 3 ticks short hands in my trenchcoat,
You were always second to had this midnight heavy, a heavy on my chest
Through better wishes and softer kisses I was always moments behind,
Happy new year honey, oh dry your eyes,
oh dry your eyes, happy new year Honey,
Oh dry your eyes, oh dry your eyes,
happy new year honey, oh dry your eyes,
Oh dry your eyes, my blue goodbye
You packed a bag and you skipped town
You walked away said it's more than you can take
You won't be home for new year
We haven't spoken since last year
You got your things and you moved out
It's so sad to say but I don't love you quite the same
So we haven't spoken since last year
I'm 3 ticks short hands in my trenchcoat,
You were always second to had this midnight heavy, a heavy on my chest
Through better wishes and softer kisses I was always moments behind,
Happy new year honey,
oh dry your eyes, oh dry your eyes my blue goodbye
You won't be home come monday
You found a way out or around
Luck or dismay, I was only in the way
No you won't be home come monday
And these strangers in the your
living room they count the seconds out,
A toast to progress and never let's clink your glasses loud
My spirits in my living room they say your words aloud,
A toast to solid to the guest that take the bottle down, down, down
I'm 3 ticks short hands in my trenchcoat,
You were always second to had this midnight heavy, a heavy on my chest
Through better wishes and softer kisses I was always moments behind,
Happy new year honey, oh dry your eyes,
oh dry your eyes, happy new year Honey,
Oh dry your eyes, oh dry your eyes,
happy new year honey, oh dry your eyes,
Oh dry your eyes, my blue goodbye
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