New Year’s Day

Can you see me through the window?

I'm fucking bummed and I just don't know

What to do about all my shit

I don't think I can take care of it

New Year's Day

I got high, hid my phone

Did what I thought was ballet

I was nude, full display

Was alone in the yard digging holes

Got fed up with my role

Oh, do I have to keep on going on and on?

Can you see me through the punch line?

Looking at me like a midwife

Front row seat to the divine

It's a peek into my secret life

New Year's Day

I got high, hid my phone

Did what I thought was ballet

I was nude, full display

Was alone in the yard digging holes

Think I'm doing okay

Think I'll don my beret

New Year's Day

I got high, hid my phone

Did what I thought was ballet

I was nude, full display

Was alone in the yard digging holes

Got fed up with my role

Oh, do I have to keep on going on and on?