December drags onnIt's thirty one days too longnThis silence is killing menI fear it when I try to sleepnIt's been one thing than anothernTaking all the strength that I can musternNot to pull the plugnWhen did I run out of luck?nnWatching for the double-crossnI always knew I wouldn't escape without a scratchnFelt my feet on solid groundnUntil I saw those fingersnYour fingersnWere crossed behind your backnnDrown the pain with cheap champagne andnWake me when it's time to gonI'm far too faded to celebrate itnThe clock is moving way too slownOne more year like this onenI could never make it on my ownnnI smoked my last cigarettenI emptied any bottle that dared cross my pathnLying in this spinning roomnI contemplate the remnants of my lifenAnd curse away the pastnnI'd offer up a sacrificenIf I thought it would do any good this timenI recognize the harm I've causednBut I can not pay these crimesnI'm not sure I expect to be here New Year's Day