…song’s still stuck in my head.

So sick of calling,

You wont 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 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.”

— Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass | All Time Low