Chris Isaak
Wrapping Presents for Myself
Wrapping presents for myself
Christmas music doesn't help
And I'm wondering, will it always hurt this way?
Just another lonely, empty holiday

And I wish you merry Christmas
And I wish you happy holidays
And I wish you a very merry Christmas
And I wish, I wish to God
Things weren't this way

You are there and I am here
The children's voices sound so clear
I can hear them
In the background while they play

I should go now, while I can
It's hard for me to understand
How two people so in love
Could end this way

And I wish you merry Christmas
And I wish you happy holidays
And I wish you a very merry Christmas
And I wish, I wish to God
Things weren't this way
Christmas dinner on a paper plate
I can't remember what I ate
I stayed at home, I stayed alone
I stayed up late

And I wish you merry Christmas
And I wish you happy holidays
And I wish you a very merry Christmas
And I wish, I wish to God
Things weren't this way
Oh, I wish, I wish to God
Things weren't this way