it was the last day of the year it was coming down in sheets i was sitting on the street soaked through from the sleet i d had too much to drink i called you up and drew you in i thought i knew but i was wrong you came to my town i showed you around but everywhere we went reminded me of him i d been lying to myself again i called you up and drew you in i thought i knew but i was wrong and i took to the sky with that knowing sinking feeling i d only just arrived but i foresaw the end so i lay on the couch helpless to my blunder you turned off the lights upon me and went upstairs alone you knew that i was gone you knew i was gone