NateWantsToBattle - Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass lyrics
NateWantsToBattle [Nathan Sharp]
[NateWantsToBattle - Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass lyrics]
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 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
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday?
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 (bitch), kiss my ass"
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 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
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday?
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 (bitch), kiss my ass"