Lyrics This Time Next Year

This Time Next Year

Mischief With No Direction

Ladies and gentlemen

When did we get so bad?

Walking through graveyards

Creeping past corners

Having the best times we'll never have again

We tried to stay up past midnight

We failed now we don't get sunlight

And once again I'll call it as I see it

Better off dead, better off dead they said

These things don't last forever

The night got too late

Your eyes were too glazed

And I can't see this through

I never asked

And you forgot to tell me

That tonight could be so deceiving

I never asked

And you forgot to tell me

Instead of finding out my ears will keep on ringing

My claim to fame is the line of me

But it never leads to anything

I'm not alone, I'm not afraid

Tonight I'll go on a killing spree