I kissed you blindly in a closet full of coats, as a cocktail party rattled on beneath the snow And i held your body like a soldier holds his gun With a grip so tight that my fingers grew numb
as the host raises her glass "A toast to peace and let future loves last" And you squeezed my hands and said "This year's yours to have" And right then and there, i knew I'd never get you back
But i don't blame you, baby Who could ever blame you, baby
And all the drive home, we rolled the windows down And let the breeze rush in and all the tensions out And the silent swelled like a boxer's beating eye So much to say but will we ever speak our minds And the car was parked at the house where i was born She told me this would be the last time she'd be torn from her friends and from her life outside of me And then she looked the other way, the other way I never thought that you could save me I won't ever be your baby" And then she started up the car
is worth the paint on your jeans To me, it don't mean a thing to say "I'll see you next Christmas eve" Cause when you drive away from me, the sweetest taste of misery might seep into your arteries and sour all that's left of me