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There's are your good years Don't take my adice You never wanted the nice boys anyway And I'm of good cheer Because I've been checking my list The gifts you're receiving from me Will be One akward silence And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep Staying up, waiting by the phone And all I want this year Is for you to dedicate Your last breath to me Before you bury yourself alive Don't come home for Christmas You're the last thing I wanna see Underneath the tree Merry Christmas, I could care less Happy New Years baby You owe me the best gift I could ever ask for Don't call me up When the snow comes down It's the only thing I want this year One akward silence And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep Staying up, waiting by the phone And all I want this year Is for you to dedicate Your last breath to me Don't come home for Christmas You're the last thing I wanna see Underneath the tree Merry Christmas, I could care less
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