December, and it hasn't rained yet
Only a drizzle now and then
But not enough to wash away
December, and on vacation
Just a little break from my disease
But what will happen when I return?

December, and there's no escape
From the thrills of next year
But what if I will never last?
December, and I'm looking forward
For tomorrow maybe it's better than the last day and the
last day and the next day...but...

I don't think so
I think ill die like this
All alone
I don't think so
I think ill stay here for now
Cause there is no where else to go...

December, and my head hearts
Just a little left-over from last night
But I'm still hanging on to myself
December, and the leaves all fallen
Walked down the street for the nearest beer
I have to drawn my sadness some how... no?

December, and it hasn't rained yet
From the thrills of next year
But not enough to wash away
December, and I'm looking forward
Just a little break from my disease from the last day and
the next day and the next day, but...

I don't think so...