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Merry Christmas Kiss My Ass
All Time Low
You 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 jewellery, and champagne
But you left me empty handed
Yeah, you left me feeling
Play-ay-ayed
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 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 wont 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."
compositores: ALEXANDER WILLIAM GASKARTH, ALEXEI CONSTANTINE MISOUL, DAN STEVEN BOOK
To have my chance with you
Now last year's 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
Play-ay-ayed
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 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 wont 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."
compositores: ALEXANDER WILLIAM GASKARTH, ALEXEI CONSTANTINE MISOUL, DAN STEVEN BOOK