Verse: I'm normally one with the holiday spirit soon as December arrives but the snow's coming down, and all i'm thinking about is the night that we said our goodbyes i drive past the lights for miles and miles red and silver and green and they're just fine, but the blue of your eyes could outshine the entire scene tis the season to be merry and give tidings, ho ho ho but i'm having trouble dealing with my own pathetic woes tis the season, or whatever i don't really give a fuck am i angry? am i sad? N.C. either way, December sucks Verse I've read every story, i've sung every song i even tried trimming a tree but nothing can get all your words from my head try as i might, they're stuck with me so i've spiked my own eggnog, i'm done trying to cope i'm letting it all just fade out and if i see you at a single party i swear to god i think i'll shout (damn you, Mariah Carey!!!!) tis the season to be merry and give tidings, ho ho ho but i'm having trouble dealing with my own pathetic woes tis the season, or whatever i don't really give a fuck am i angry? am i sad? N.C. either way, December sucks Solo you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe you won't catch me under the mistletoe Those continue under this; do you hear what i hear? do you see what i see? do you know what i know? do you know what I know? no, no, no, no tis the season to be merry and give tidings, ho ho ho but i'm having trouble dealing with my own pathetic woes tis the season, or whatever i don't really give a fuck am i angry? am i sad? N.C. either way, December sucks