Misery Love Chris Smith

It's Christmas Christmas time Christmas Christmas time There's presents Under the tree All wrapped up But there's none for me I was born on the 25th day of December, back in 93' My daddy worked nights, my mama worked days And there was no time left for me I spent the whole day throwing rocks and trains Just to get to the end of the day But it was misery, misery every time I see that tree It's Christmas Christmas time Christmas Christmas time There's presents under the tree All wrapped up But there's none for me I was the youngest of the thirteen kids Mama couldn't remember my name I always seemed to be cropped out of every family picture frame I spent my whole life looking out for someone to blame And it's misery, misery Every time I play that game It's Christmas Christmas time Christmas Christmas time There's presents Under the tree All wrapped up But there's none for me Yeah, Yeah, Yeah