The New Denial I can't do this anymore: Stay in, black out, hit the floor. I've forgotten what i'm hiding from But mama called and cried to me, "Baby, your anniversary was last tuesday." That's right... okay, i guess it slipped my mind. And that's fine with me, i guess, Though it came as a surprise. I gotta celebrate my memory's retreat It's finally forgetting things. I pushed it away. i let histroy lie. Finally memory sleeps. Goodnight. It's gonna be all right okay? I'm leaving everything behind So goodnight, farewell-and cheers To the new denial. Exhausted with the born again routine... You die a little bit each time you smile. So grit your teeth, they like you happy.