Monday, December 17, 2007
These are your good years
Don't take my advice
You never wanted the nice boys anyway
And I'm of good cheer '
Cause I've been checking my list
The gifts you're receiving from me Will be
One awkward silence
And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep Staying up,
waiting by the phone
And all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me
Before you bury yourself alive
Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, I could care less
Happy New Years, baby
You owe me
The best gift I will ever ask for
Don't call me up, when the snow comes down
Its the only thing I want this year !!!

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