you sit and wonder this time next year am i getting stronger or will i disappear will my heart be thicker and less full of fear and will my heart beat quicker this time next year and do i have to leave and admit defeat and do you love me sober when i land on my feet and could i be wiser i'd like to know and what fate do i miss if i have to go and will i be better i'd like to know if i go home crying this time next year and will i fuck up again in a similar way and will i lose all my money and have nowhere to stay and will i lose my love when morning comes or will i have found the one yeah yeah this time next year this time next year