Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass

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 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

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

Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Kiss my ass
Kiss his ass
Kiss your ass
Happy Hanukkah



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander William Gaskarth, Dan Steven Book, Alexei Constantine Misoul
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