New Year's came and went again, I promised I would change But I put all my words in a glass and made them go away Quarantine with live TV watching Times Square kiss Countdown to ashtrays commandeered and cold air conferences I don't need a champagne toast Keep it for someone with a shred of hope that'll hold you and be there You know I won't Someone deserves you and you know I don't I'm sorry I walked up to North Avenue past St. Peter and Paul's It can seem long when you're alone but it never seemed so cold Took back all my gifts for this, hallowed be thy name Now I can't smoke anywhere anymore, but nothing else has changed BNSF Railway can never take me far enough away ... not tonight . not tonight