Bleachers
Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call
[Verse 1]
Called your name and it still hurt
Look at who’s coming off the dirt
Goddamn I miss our awful place
You’re my debaser, I’m your faith
Think it once, think it twice, think it over

[Chorus]
You should know that I die slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you, why you’re out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don’t call

[Verse 2]
It’s just like you made some bullshit scene
Love chasing you all around the scene
Goddamn I miss that awful stage
You’re my debaser, I’m your faith
Take me once, take me twice, take me over

[Chorus]
You should know that I die slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you, why you’re out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don’t call
[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
You should know that I die slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
But the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you, why you’re out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don’t call me
Merry Christmas, I’m not yours at all
Merry Christmas, please don’t call