Lyrics:

They 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 jewelry 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.'

You 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.'

I'm so sick of calling you won't 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 till the bars shut us down.
Ain't that just what Christmas is all about.

And I hope, hope you're happy with yourself
'Cause I'm not laughing.
Don't you think it's so damn trashy
What you did this holiday? (So trashy!)
I gave you my heart, you ripped it apart
Like 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.'