On the corner of First and Madison street
It's getting late, you see
I'm wondering how December found me
Street lamps are staring at me again
I'm thinking it's time for a change
This year started off good
Ended up pretty much the same
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I know I'm not the best at this
And you know I can't pretend
That this all isn't worth it
To all those people I used to be
These nights are lonely songs that never end
My own bittersweet symphony