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Your annual Christmas card
not exactly a work of art, it seems more
like a piece of work to me
a necessary chore
‘cause it was ages ago
At least that I know for sure
that you accepted me for who I was
Now there’s sorrow in your face,
caused by the error of my ways
You probably felt kind
when you sent me this reminder
of how my love isn’t mine
‘cause it’s not really love
‘cause you wrote only one name
Will you stop playing this game some time?
It’s really gotten old
You tell me I’m in your hearts
and then write on your Christmas cards:
“Merry Christmas, merry merry Christmas
Merry Christmas to you but not to you”
“Merry Christmas, merry merry Christmas
here’s one ticket home” when we are two
Now I will answer this coldness
with a brash of boldness you
haven’t seen in me yet and there’s nothing
you can do
And when you’ll read this letter
I will already feel better like I have
never felt before, I wonder
no longer why
Now this year don’t wait for me
‘cause here’s a change of key
I won’t come home for Christmas
I won’t come home for Christmas
I won’t come home for Christmas
Not alone
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On a lousy night in June,
you stole my heart and gave it back
You took me dancing on the moon
I had to pay for the cab
You read me poems at the grave
of Edgar Allan Poe
And I found that really brave
but next time don't read your own
But don't worry, I'll be okay
as long as we'll be kissing in L.A.
Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be okay
as long as we'll be kissing in L.A.
For our honeymoon
you took me shopping in New York
I got you a golden spoon
You got me a wooden fork
I am yours, you are not mine
When you walk home I have to stay
You pay a fee, I pay a fine
When I am kept you stay away
But don't worry, I'll be okay
as long as we'll be kissing in L.A.
Don't worry 'bout me, I'll be okay
as long as we'll be kissing in L.A.
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