Fck U 4 Xmas

[Intro]
Well, fuck you
And fuck her as well
Happy holidays
You can both go to hell
You said that she makes you laugh like I do
What on earth am I supposed to say except

[Verse 1]
Fuck you
And your festive lil' friend
Two can play at that game
You know I'll win in the end
You think that her smile could easily replace
But lips are meant for talking
I got something to say

[Verse 2]
Fuck you
For making me cry
By the Christmas tree
Where you said goodbye
I'll wrap you up and tear you apart
Oh, fuck you for breaking my heart

[Verse 3]
Well, fuck you
And the way you look at her
How did I trust you
To be around that girl?
Can't you see she wants you all to herself
Just to add a Christmas lover to her shеlf

[Verse 4]
Fuck you
For all of my woes
I could kill you if I saw you under mistletoе
Santa baby, ha, don't you fucking start
Fuck you for breaking my heart

[Verse 5]
Well, fuck me
For staying so long
Giving my love for free
Over Bing Crosby songs
You've got this fuckery down to an art

[Outro]
So fuck you for breaking my heart
You're on the naughty list
Fuck you for breaking my heart
No stockings for you
Fuck you for breaking my heart
Merry fucking Christmas