Breaking Up Drunk On New Years Eve

Hate, hate
Hate, hate

Silver bells are chiming
I guess we hate each other
Let's ring them in silence
In silence

Maybe some cabbie'll
Go home with a fifty
I gave him instead of a-
Too bad, he didn't take you

You threw the Christmas wreath in the street
On New Year's Eve
Our suburban street
Industrial city
East of Chicoutimi

Turn a quarter over outside
It's better than wishing on a star
Nowhere else in this town you'd believe
Nowhere else in this town you'd believe
Breaking up drunk on New Year's Eve

I could see the sun coming up
As I puked in the sink
We've stumbled and fell
Deep in the bad shit well
The bad shit well

Hate, hate
Hate, hate