Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass - All Time Low

You 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,

To jewellery, and champagne,

But you left me empty handed,

Yeah, you left me feeling

Play-ay-ayed

Now I hope you’re 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!»

They say I’m losing 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 bit my lip, you pulled me close,

And then you taught me how to quit.

Now I hope you’re 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)»

So sick of calling,

You wont telephone me,

No, fuck you girl, I’m going out.

I gave you my all,

But our love hit a wall, now,

I’m jingle belling,

And everyone’s yelling,

We’ll drink 'til the bars shut us down.

Ain’t that just what Christmas is all about?

And I hope you’re happy with yourself,

'cause I’m not laughing, (not laughing)

Don’t you think it’s so damn trashy

What you did this holiday?

(so trashy)

I gave you my heart, (heart)

You ripped it apart

Like the wrapping paper trash (wrapping paper trash)

So I wrote you a song,

Hope that you sing along,

Here it goes,

«merry Christmas, (bitch), kiss my ass.»

Merry Christmas,

Merry Christmas,

Merry Christmas,

Merry Christmas,

Kiss my ass,

Kiss his ass,

Kiss your ass,

Happy Chanukah,