I'll stop saying all the things you hate
Like that was ever the problem anyway
Was it how I said Sublime?
Or the way I talked to your friends?
Does this even matter, or is this even me?
I've spent the last few nights just giving in
First time you try to fool me shame on you
Second time I'm going to have a different point of view
And I have thought about it all the way through but I'm having trouble trying to differentiate the truth
I never stopped hearing all the words that you said
It's a never ending cycle running laps around my head
I see you on the corner with your hand in your pocket
Your other hand is tapping on the telephone you're all alone
It's the start to the new year and I'd like to forget
All the friends that I've made
All the faces I've seen
It's the start to the new year
And I would love to be alone