Zak McKay

Here We Go Again

Here we go again, the year is almost over.

Here we go again, I still don\'t have a phone.

Here we go again, the fun is almost over.

Here I go again, now I\'m all alone.

As the parchment paper burns against the stove cooking the chicken,

I stop and listen,

And think for just a minute.

If things were different, maybe it wouldn\'t end this way.

But I\'ll find a way to survive.