White Lucy - Xmas Mourning Lyrics

He wasn't a talkative guy
Opposites attract, so I admired his type
Put down the saw, let's head back to the ER
Some more time with your dad, another gnarly scar
Two weeks to Black Friday, somebody died
There's 700 people, queued up to say their goodbyes
Soon it'll be Christmas, we'll just cry and cry
Til we open the gifts the life insurance buys
He wasn't a tall kind of guy
He stored up his cinnamon a mile high
They both married the dispensational type
But they couldn't seem to pray them back to life
Made it to Black Friday, and nobody died
Everyone wants in the room, so they queued up a line
If we make it to Christmas, we'll hold each other tight
The kind of thing you do when it might be the last time
Made it to Black Friday, and nobody died
In fact I heard we got a River of life
Made it through Christmas, and nobody cried
I heard we all get a whole new try
So this is the new year, and I'm stealing lines
It won't be any different, but we just might