New Year's Day sing and play along

There's glitter on the floor after the party,

girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby,

candle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floor,

you and me from the night before.

But don't read

the last page, but I stay when you're lost,

and I'm scared, and you're turning away.

I want your midnights, but I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day.

You squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi.

I can tell that it's gonna be a long road.

I'll be there if you're the toast of the town,

babe, or if you strike out and you're crawling home.

Don't read the last page, but I stay when it's hard,

or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes.

I want your midnights, but I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day.

Hold on to the memories;

they will hold on to you.

Hold on to the memories;

they will hold on to you.

Hold on to the memories;

they will hold on to you.

And I will hold on to you.

Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere.

Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere.

There's glitter on the floor after the party,

girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby,

candle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floor,

you and me forevermore.

And I will hold on to you.

Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere.

Hold on to the memories;

they will hold on to you.

And I will hold on to you.