Besides the lies on New Year's Eve
With all the claims that you'll forget what's written on your sleeves
I suppose it'll be a new year to start
When in fact, you'll never be able to tell them apart.

Do as you do with your clean slate resolutions
Back up your claims of change
Give yourself a little while
And tell me then that things aren't the same

People say these things on New Year's Eve
Trying to forget what's unmistakably written underneath
I suppose the attempts to shake the slate
Are always the same on this date