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my hands clench the wheel, my breath fills the air
as I drive around town seeking my next fare
champagne stains in the backseat and the smell of bad perfume
Happy New Year's baby, I hope I get home soon

I take the lonely boy to the east side because he's trying to forget her
I take the drunk kids to Midtown because they don't know any better
I take the shiny new couple to Broadway so that they can see the lights
if I could I'd take you out of this place if I could just make it home tonight

and I know next year things will be better

and everybody wants to go home
and everybody needs to go home
and everybody gets to go home but not me

and I know next year things will be better

every morning when I wake up it's the same old thing
I'm always waiting for the summer, I'm waiting for spring
I can't stay awake in daylight and God knows I can't sleep at night
I'm tired of this room, it's always just like the last one
always less of a home and more like a place to crash
so can I stay the night at your place till the weekend or the winter ends

I know next year things will be better

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from Our Undivided Attention, released March 24, 2017

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