Interpret:

All Time Low

Album:

Dirty Work

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, bought you jewelry and champagne,
But you left me empty handed, yeah.
You left me feelin' played…


Now I hope your happy with yourself, cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's kind of crappy what you did this holiday?
When I give 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'.


You say I'm losin' 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 bite my lip, you pulled me close, and then you taught me how to quit.


Now I hope your 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'.


Something is callin', your up, telephone me
No FUCK you girl I'm goin' out,
I gave you my all, but I love you all now
I'm jingle belling, and everyone's happy, we'll drink till the bar shuts us down.
Ain't that just what Christmas is all about?


And I hope your happy with yourself, cause I'm not laughing
Don't you think it's so damn trashy what you did this holiday?
I gave you my heart, you ripped it apart.
Like wrapping paper trash,
So I wrote you a song, hope that you sing along.
Here It goes 'Merry Christmas. . (Bitch) . . Kiss My Ass'.