Hill Street

I'm dying to leave here I don't do so well in the cold Show me that vibrant smile Cursed to fade as it grows older If I could be so bold You were the reason I hated Christmas I'm so bad at wrapping presents I'll turn my life around this year Merry Christmas (Merry Christmas) I swear to those I love that I'm still trying My best Into the fireplace I'm throwing all of the bad things away Pull the curtains down I'm far too tired now To keep pretending that I belong here Drunk, full, and heading for the couch Hoping that the spinning ends Another argument, I miss my friends Merry Christmas (Merry Christmas) I swear to those I love that I'm still trying My best Into the fireplace I'm throwing all of the bad things away My parents never taught me The secret to being happy But I finally found a place To rest my tired head Where I feel accepted We carved out a little hearth To keep ourselves warm And we mulled some wine To help mull through old thoughts Replacing memories of the holidays before So we can finally feel at home Merry Christmas (Merry Christmas) I swear to those I love that I'm still trying My best Into the fireplace I'm throwing all of the bad things away