Brand New Year - The Bottle Rockets

Brand new year, same ol' trouble

Stroke of midnight didn’t change a thing

She’ll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble

And writes these sad songs I sing

You know I hate New Year’s Eve

Another year I can’t believe

Another pounding in my head

Another woman in my bed

I don’t know this ones name

I’m glad she’s here just the same

Now and then I need some help to keep my mind off someone else

Brand new year, same ol' trouble

Stroke of midnight didn’t change a thing

She’ll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble

Writes these sad songs I sing

Tonight I wish I’d just stayed home

Could’ve stayed there and drank alone

Could’ve stayed there and had a ball

Waiting round on her call

Could’ve made believe i was still her man

Instead of being where i am

But here I am and here I go

High again and feeling low

Brand new year, same ol' trouble

Stroke of midnight didn’t change a thing

She’ll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble

And writes these sad songs I sing