Angels With Dirty Faces (Divided By Friday)

Can you feel the winter wind, Filling up the cloudless sky? Things aren't the same again And we both know why So we bite our tongues And decorate In efforts to alleviate All the awkward pauses And frequent "Santa" clause's That hinder conversation, But despite this celebration I have some things that I'd like to say I won't be the one Whose hand you hold tight It'd be another holiday Another useless fight I'm leaving all of that behind You're the furthest from my mind I won't regret a sentence said I won't hold back, in fact, instead I'll call you Mrs. Frost Because the feelings that we lost Are never coming back They're frozen in the past You're forgotten And I won't be the one That you kiss This Christmas You never really gave But you sure did like to take So I decided that for once I'd give myself a break Oh, I let you go I won't be the one Whose hand you hold tight It'd be another holiday Another useless fight I'm leaving all of that behind You're the furthest from my mind I won't regret a sentence said I won't hold back, in fact, instead I'll call you Mrs. Frost Because the feelings that we lost Are never coming back They're frozen in the past You're forgotten And I won't be the one That you kiss This Christmas You're fading faster Than the bows and the wrappers You tore from my presence And now you're standing all alone With not a gift to call your own You've got nothing to show And now you can know You've been simply forgotten, Left all alone And you're more incomplete Than you thought you would be And if you feel there's something missing I assure you that it's me But don't you cry Don't waste your time He made his list He checked it twice He saw that you were far from nice So it seems this year, You finally got what you deserved.