Another year here

Another year gone

Another year that I have to sing this stupid song

Another year older

Another year colder

Another year that causes more sag on my shoulder

Blow out the candle, make yourself happy

When you know on the inside, everything’s crappy

But you pretend for a day that everything’s fine

And you try to drown all of the signs

In bottles of wine

And it seems all the stars are aligned

As you start to cry

And feed the grapevine

To make tear flavored moonshine

Until it’s gone and you’re alone

With only your thoughts

and the creak of your bones

So you pick up the phone

And create a clone

As you sit on your social throne

Cloaked in Lie scented cologne

And you know your gonna explode

So you take the remote

And relinquish control

Over your real mind and mental home

As you sit all alone

Fake happiness in the light, while sadness hides in the shadows

Blow out the candle, make yourself happy

When you know on the inside, everything’s crappy

But you pretend for a day that everything’s fine

And you try to drown all of the signs

In bottles of wine

And it seems all the stars are aligned

As you start to cry

And feed the grapevine

To make tear flavored moonshine

The light from the candles, it disappeared

The noise from everyone as they cheered

It’s all gone, the smokes cleared,

But you know someone else has appeared

With cold dead eyes and a wicked sneer

A coat that’s charred, and a blackened sword

And you know you should be scared,

you know you should be afraid

But somehow you can't bring yourself to even move a muscle

He comes closer, that gleaming blade outstretched

You’re mind is screaming for you to move, but you can’t make yourself

And in an instant it’s all gone, in a great cascade  

This great charade that you’ve created it's all gone down in flames

And right before you leave, all you write is goodbye

But you remember how you would

Blow out the candle and make yourself happy

When you know on the inside, everything’s crappy

But you pretend for a day that everything’s fine

And you try to drown all of the signs

In bottles of wine

And it seems all the stars are aligned

As you start to cry

And feed the grapevine

To make tear flavored moonshine

Goodbye, whispers the mockingbird, singing to his friends

Goodbye, calls the house as one final send

A leap of faith, a final snap, the climax ends

And it's all gone, sealed with a rope of broken promises