Never saw a hundred dollar bill
Never wanted to, it wasn't worth the thrill
My mom worked so fucking hard
Just to charge Christmas presents on a credit card
Never got a lot, we got enough
She used pretty paper and wrapped up all her love
All I want for Christmas is my family back
You can have these songs, my guitars, and a gold record plague
I need a few more years with my mom and dad
I'm sorry but Christmas is so fucking sad
Never really got to know my dad
I got some memories stored away
Some are bad, some are good
Some just fade to grey
Christmas morning sent me down the hill
On a shiny bike, I took a spill
I got a broken wrist, some stitched up lips
And a brand new hospital bill
All I want for Christmas is my family back
You can have these songs, my guitars, and a gold record plague
I need a few more years with my mom and dad
I'm sorry but Christmas is so fucking sad
All I want for Christmas is my family back
You can have these songs, my guitars, and a gold record plague
I need a few more years with my mom and dad
I'm sorry but Christmas is so fucking sad
