Last one out the door has to clean up the mess that we left from the party
Bottles on the table, beer on the floor
The words we can't take back, what should have been said long before

Oh, what a difference a year makes
Oh, the toll that a year takes on two people in love and in need of two very different things

Last one out the door will be the last one to forget what was said at the party
Cake knife pulled and pointed to an unknowing, undeserving back

Oh, what a difference a year makes
Oh, the toll that we'll pay for not dropping everything to hold on to those we love