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They told me I was lucky
To have my chance with you
Now last year's summer romance
Is this year's winter blues
I treated you so nicely
To jewelry and champagne
But you left me empty handed, yeah
You left me feeling played
And I hope you're happy with yourself
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't ya think, it's kind of crappy
What you did this holiday?
When I gave you my heart
You ripped it apart
Like the wrapping paper trash
So I wrote you a song
Hope that you sing along
And it goes Merry Christmas
Kiss my ass
They say I'm losing my mind
I thought that for a while
I tear down decorations
They remind me if your smile
I hate that mistletoe
It makes me think of our first kiss
You bit my lip, and pulled me close
Then you taught me how to quit
And I hope you're happy with yourself
'Cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think, it's kind of Crappy
What you did this holiday
When I gave you my heart
You ripped it apart
Like the wrapping paper trash
So I wrote you a song
Hope that you sing along
And it goes Merry Christmas
Kiss my ass
So sick if calling
You won't telephone me.
No, fuck you girl, I'm going out
I gave you my all
But our love hit a wall
Now, I'm jingle belling
And everyone's yelling
We'll drink 'til the bars shut us down
Ain't that just what Christmas is all about?
And I hope you're happy with yourself
'Cause I'm not laughing (not laughing)
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday? (so trashy)
I gave you my heart (heart)
You ripped it apart
Like wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash)
So I write you a song
Hope that you sing along
Here it goes Merry Christmas (bitch)
Kiss my ass
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