He turns all the lights on so they'll think somebody's home.
He turns on the TV so he doesn't feel alone.
He prays to God above this is as bad as it gets.
He's too young to forget, and too old for regrets.
The clock tower rings and the people all shout,
But there ain't nobody there, so he whispers to himself.
He takes another drink from his bottle of Jackie D.
There's got to be something at the bottom, cuz there's nothing up here for me.
Do I have to stay awake all night
Just to have another soul to tell me I'm alive?
And he starts the new year lying on the floor.

What do I have to show for my wasted youth?
Nothing but a beat-up six-string and a hunger for the truth.
Got no one here to talk to, got no one here to see.
Everyone's got someone, ain't no one getting me.
Lipstick on the mirror says "Call me anytime."
He's too worried about what she thinks to call her tonight.
So he starts the new year homesick and alone.

Do I have another year in me?