Ca sĩ: All Time Low Album: Dirty Work

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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 jewelery and champagne.
But you left me empty handed, yeah,
You left me feeling play- ay ay - ed.

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.
I teared 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,
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 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 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."