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