[Verse 1]
I smell cinnamon
I hate cinnamon
Well I do like cinnamon
January to November
And I hate listening
To songs about jingling the bells
Lights twinkling
On the plastic tree they're wrapped around

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent night
That'd be nice, oh
My inner child has turned off the lights
'Cause this season ain't even 'bout quality time

[Chorus]
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
[Verse 2]
Christmas is for fighting 'bout the gifts wе didn't buy
And all these parents arе still lying to their kids
About the guy who only goes out once a year
Spreading holly jolly cheer
To chimney down your chimney
And bring you something shimmery
I don't get it, never got it, I don't think I ever will
Man I hate to be the grinch but I gotta keep it real
December 25th you post your Louis Vitton
If it's really about Jesus, why you're parked up at the mall?

[Pre-Chorus]
Silent night
That'd be nice, oh
My inner child has turned off the lights
'Cause this season ain't even 'bout quality time

[Chorus]
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
[Bridge]
Everyone's stressed, can we all take a breath now?
I've been depressed since the first drop of snow fell
It's every year, I just can't find a way out, I don't wanna be this way
People get greedy and children get needy
And money's been tight, they say is
Mommy and daddy are so damn unhappy, I hate this holiday

[Chorus]
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season
Sugar and spice, just call it cinnamon
Naughty or nice, how good have I really been?
Trying to hide, keeping my feelings in
I'm a mess but 'tis the season