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 jewelry, 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, 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."