Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush  And a Monday morning cry  It's the tail that you keep chasing  And it gets away every time    New Years Eve and it's hard to believe  Another Zodiac's gone around  While you drank yourself high on hoping  And watched the ceiling spin from the ground    Counting down from ten it's time  To make your annual prayer  Secret Santa in the sky  When will I get my share    Then you tell yourself  What you want to hear  Cause you have to believe  This will be my year    Pound your fist and cross it off your list  But you know you're not that strong  When the man at the stop light catches you  Singing along to a brand new song    Well maybe it's   Trash or the overnight smash that brings a  Ship crashing through your wall  So you can make your grand departure  From a world getting way too small    One wheel in the ditch another  Spinning in the air  Put your pedal down to the floorboards but you're not  Getting anywhere    Then you tell yourself  What you want to hear  Cause you have to believe  This will be my year