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Текст: All Time Low. Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass.

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, yea
You left me feeling plain

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?

You 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

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.?