on the 3rd day of christmas
yours truly sends to thee
a song from the band called 3oh!3
You came back from college
Swearing that you’d made a mistake
If Virginia is for lovers
Why haven’t you been on a date?
It’s just you and me now
And a couple of our hometown friends
But I ain’t here to see them
’Tis the fucking season
You say you don’t kiss
Under the mistletoe with anyone
It’s an out-of-date tradition
For lonely people to fake love
So why do I feel so alive?
When I’m kissing you
Under the mistletoe
On Christmas night
Whiskey in a teacup
Lipstick on the edge while you talk
It’s like you painted Boulder
White snow on the reddest of rocks
I’m usually the one who
Can’t get behind this holiday shit
But now I got a reason
’Tis the fucking season
You say you don’t kiss
Under the mistletoe with anyone
It’s an out-of-date tradition
For lonely people to fake love
So why do I feel so alive?
When I’m kissing you
Under the mistletoe
On Christmas night
Whatever you’ve been looking for
Is hanging underneath the door