New Year's Retribution - The Good Life

A girl pukes out the window on her car door

Her childish eyes say, «I don’t want this anymore

I want to be a woman

No, no, see, I don’t want to be no whore»

January 1, 1994

A new year’s resolution

A cause for celebration

But idle hesitation

Reminds me I am just a whore

Hate to tell her

That I saw them standing closely in the cellar

It all ticked off, it’s twelve o’clock

The screams wouldn’t stop

The New Year dawn got tucked away into a hole

So could you tell her, tell her that I’m all alone

This New Year came too soon

But I knew it would be you

To tear up all my thoughts

Of how I thought it was

Say goodbye

If you’re leaving me, could you at least let me know?

Say goodbye

If you want to leave, then I suggest you go

Let’s smoke cigarettes

But we haven’t got a thing that we can light them with

We’ll just wait here for a fight

Then we can bum a light

You’re the only ones who really give a shit tonight

It reminds me how nothing ever turns out right

And all I want is you

All you want is something new

So let’s turn out all the lights

And pretend we’re someone else tonight