I hate to be a downer But I spent too many hours Crossing days off the calendar It don’t mean nothing to me I’m burned out like lights on a tree Old songs, can’t listen to these Fake a smile but all I can see Is empty boxes and trees Another year not a coffin Growing up or whatever you call it Sometimes you get what you got But it’s not what you wanted at all This is not another Christmas song This is not another Christmas song Why can’t we get divorced for Christmas Because it just isn’t the same It just isn’t the same I miss the nights that we got twisted I miss f**king in the rain I miss f**king in the rain And now you’re always angry And I’m always saying I’m sorry Depression’s such a lonely business Why can’t we get divorced for Christmas Another year not in a coffin Growing up or whatever you call it Sometimes you get what you got But it’s not what you wanted at all This is not another Christmas song This is not another Christmas song This is not another Christmas song Another year not in a coffin Growing up or whatever you call it Sometimes you get what you got But it’s not what you wanted at all This is not another Christmas song Another year not in a coffin Growing up or whatever you call it Sometimes you get what you got But it’s not what you wanted at all This is not another Christmas Another year not in a coffin Growing up or whatever you call it Sometimes you get what you got But it’s not what you wanted at all This is not another Christmas song…