It's Thanksgiving again
In 2011 we spent it all together
Yeah, that sucked, but it was better
Than this year, I'm sitting
Staring down some poor young guy
Who's clutching a beer bottle
Wiping his sweaty hands down on his thighs

Oh, I'm sorry
Did I make you nervous
You know, this used to be my house too

Don't you know that next year
It'll be someone else
Yeah, I used to sit in that chair too

I'm really happy for you