​thanksgiving Eliza McLamb

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