I don't want to hear about your new job now
       I don't want to hear about your new boyfriend
       I don't want to hear about it all working out for you
       No, I don't want to hear it now
       I don't want to hear about your swinging new place
       I don't want to hear how everyone thinks it's great
       I just want to sit in our apartment and hate you
       Yes, I will be hating you for Christmas
       You can have the Christmas tree
       Remember when we bought it at the store down the street?
       Remember when I found that cheesy color wheel?
       I don't want to think about the lights on your white skin
       No, I don't want to think about it
       I don't want to think about last year at your dad's
       You said it was the best sex that we both ever had
       I don't want to think about my face in your soft hair
       I will be hating you for Christmas...
       I must be losing my mind
       There's gotta be a better way to deal with the pain
       There's gotta be a better way to deal with the hate
       Wish that I could find some way to make you go away
       Wish that I could have a drink and make you fade
       I wish that I could have myself a drink and make you fade
       I wish that I could have a drink and make you go away
       Yeah make you go away
       Wish that I could make you go away
       I will be hating you for Christmas
       Yeah I will be hating you for Christmas...
       Thanks for the Christmas card




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