Polaroid

Happy new years from the same old me
I bet that by now your friends are passed out
At the bottom of the bottle in the back seat

Brand new resolutions
Same old tired excuses
You're still smiling like you mean it
In every photograph 

Polaroids of faces we don't recognize 
Picture perfect pose and play pretend
That maybe last year
Wasn't all that bad

You're half way home 
when the clock strikes twelve
You're all alone 
So you just toast yourself 
Here's to friendship and good health
Happy new years I guess

Say cheese and lie to me as you grind your teeth and pretend 
That you're still smiling like you mean it
In every photograph