Right about this time last year
You were standing with me here.
We finally got a little snow
Started holding mine when your hands got cold.
Looking at the lights downtown
We were there to watch the tree get crowned.
The star was looking way too dim
Standing next to you by comparison.
But now I hate this month,
And I hate the songs,
And I hate the lights.
(and that trees been up for too long.)
And now I hate the movies,
I hate the shows,
And I love my family.
(but this year I'm not coming home.)
All the memories that I made with you, cuddled up around the fire.
Sadly every holiday that I spent with you
Only serves as a reminder,
That I'll never fall asleep with you on Christmas Eve,
And I'm never gonna wake up with you next to me.
When I broke up with you,
I broke up with Christmas too.
And you'd think I could think back
To the days when I was young,
Sharing gifts with all my family.
I wish I could, but every time I'm seeing green and red, I can't get you out my head, and I keep tryna get you out my head. (head)
Maybe next year I'll move on.
Maybe next year I'll sing along to
'Deck The Halls' and 'Silent Night'.
Maybe next year I'll be all right.