They told me I was lucky, To have my chance with you, Now last years summer romance, Is this year's winter blues. I treated you so nicely, To jewellery and champagne, But you left me empty handed, yeah, You left me feeling plain.
Now, 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 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, A tear down decorations, They remind me of your smile, I hate that mistletoe, It makes me think of our first kiss, You bit my lip, you pulled me close, And then you taught me how to quit.
Now, 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 wrapping paper trash, So I wrote you a song, Hope that you sing along, And it goes, "Merry Christmas, Kiss my ass"
So sick of 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 everybody's yelling, We'll drink 'til the bars shut us down,
Ain't that just what Chistmas 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 the wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash) So I wrote you a song, Hope that you sing along, Here it goes, "Merry Christmas, (bitch), Kiss my ass."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
