Dust off the decorations that we’ve had for ages
Pull out the ancient Christmas books all losing their pages
Test every strand of lights
Drape The tree in 83 ways
Wear that one nice dress to church but otherwise it’s pj’s
I wear my ugly sweater with a snowflake on it
Our sugar cookie Santa’s look a little bit demonic
We’ll wrap the house in lights while our fingers freeze away
Then drive around to judge everyone else’s display
We light thе tree to carols like my mama did before
Thе folksy ones that no one seems to sing so much anymore
‘Cause breaking with tradition is a family crime so I’ll recite every story and rhyme
I’m in this perfectly imperfect Christmas time
Listen to the radio that’s mostly just commercials
We’ll try to open up but end up talking in circles
My dad insists on family time and so we play a game but competition gets too crazy so we quit while we’re sane
Our Gingerbread house simply refuses to erect but it’s these funny little things that we’ve come to expect
Cause breaking with tradition is a family crime so we’ll recite every story and rhyme on this perfectly imperfect Christmas time
Ponder all the goals and resolutions we missed
Text the friends we think of to remind them we exist cause Christmas is here whether we feel it or no
Some hate to see her come
Some hate to see her go
Laugh at all the gifts that really miss the mark
Just knowing that the thought still came from the heart
Each holiday movie every year the same jokes but we still laugh under our breath like we forgot how they go
It’s these treasured rituals that sweeten up life’s spell
The memories that we already know but still can’t wait to tell
Cause we make the light when the sun refuses to shine so we’ll recite every story and rhyme on this perfectly imperfect Christmas time
We’ll have a perfectly imperfect Christmas time