Marks The Spot – Letras de Eleven Fifty Nine

so ends another lonely year three sixty five days spent all alone without you
here im glad this year is almost through it was all a waste while i thought of
you midnight cant come soon enough a brand new start to forget the stuff that
you said and the things youve done so let auld lang syne play another year
another day start the countdown five four three two one so lets raise our
glasses and toast to the broken hearts and to all the girls we miss the most
are you sad this year is almost through because now that you know i no longer
need you for the next twelve months ill move on youll no longer be the subject
of all our songs for the next twelve months so much to do starting this year i
dont fucking need you