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 plain

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 a 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 a wrapping paper trash
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along
And it goes, "Merry Christmas,
Kiss my ass!"

I'm so sick of calling
You up, telephone me
No, fuck you girl, I'm going out
I gave you my all, but I'm loving a wall now
I'm jingle belling, everyone's laughing
We'll drink till the bars shut us down
I think that's 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? (So trashy)
I gave you my heart,
You ripped it apart
Like a wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash)
So I wrote you a song,
Hope that you sing along
And it goes, "Merry Christmas, bitch.
Kiss my ass."