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