Well, there's tinsel on the window
Like the green in your eyes
Preoccupied with somebody's valentine
With your mistletoe in absentia
Your lips are better off
Chasing oxy with mulled wine
You don't really care
If the world ends tomorrow
Trade the hand that fills your stockings
For a shoulder to bear your hollow
Now, this empty home is all you know
Have yourself one hell of a Christmas
Old fireworks ring in the new year
Blood reds, sleep deprived
Contact high, an apparition of a former love
With your hanging tree covered in icicles
You might be better off
Going out with a bang, chasing the molly with Molotovs
You don't really care
If the world ends tomorrow
Trade the hand that fills your stockings
For a shoulder to bear your hollow
Now, this empty home is all you know
Have yourself one hell of a Christmas
Have yourself one hell of a Christmas
Now, this empty home is all you know
There's emptiness to follow
Have yourself one hell of a Christmas