To the temple of your uptight is the flicker of a street lightYou know this moment, don't you?And time is strangely calm now, 'cause everybody's goneIt's just you and your angerOh, golden boy, don't act like you were kindYou were mine, but you were awful every timeSo don't tell them what you told meDon't hold me like you know meI would rather burn forever
But you should knowThat I died slowRunning through the halls of your haunted homeAnd the toughest partIs that we both knowWhat happened to you, why you're out on your ownMerry Christmas, please don't call
You really left me on the line, kidHolding all your baggageYou know I'm not your fatherWho says welcome to your uptightWhile it flickers like a street lightHe flickers through your damageOh golden boy, you shined a light on our homeAnd at your best you were magic, we were soldBut don't tell em what you told meDon't even tell em that you know meI would rather burn forever
But you should know that I died slowRunning through the halls of your haunted homeAnd the toughest part is that we both knowWhat happened to youWhy you're out on your ownMerry Christmas, please don't call
One ticket out of your heavy gazeI want one ticket off of your carouselI want one ticket out of your heavy gazeI want one ticket off of your carousel
But you should know that I die slowRunning through the halls of your haunted homeAnd the toughest part is that we both knowWhat happened to youWhy you're out on your ownMerry Christmas, please don't callMerry Christmas, I'm not yours at allMerry Christmas, please don't call me
Please don't call mePlease don't call mePlease don't call me