I woke up this Christmas, nothing's going on
And I laid there staring at the wall
Just wondering what's wrong
Cause nothing's going on
I miss my mom putting presents under the tree
And sitting by the fire with our big family
But it's gone
I guess I'm all grown up
Oh
And we're going circles again
And I guess I'm better off dead
To each their own
To each their own
To each their own
I wanna stay in bed
Cause there's no reason for me to get up again
Oh, I wish I would just die
I'm no good at that love stuff or relationships
I never get to be myself or who I am
Oh, I feel like I'm better off alone
Oh, and we're going circles again
Oh, and I guess I'm better off dead
To each their own
To each their own
To each their own
And we're going circles again
Yeah
I guess I'm better off dead
I guess I'm better off dead
