This time of year you always disappear

You tell me not to call

You tell me not to call

And when the door is closed you're wearing different clothes

Or hiding in the paper pretending not to hear



Inexpensive wine

I buy it all the time

You tell me take it back

You say you'll take a nap

But I can see it now 

You always tell me how 

I could do so much better 

You said it in your letter



Did I make you cry

on Christmas day?

Did I let you down

Like every other day?

Did I make you cry

on Christmas day?

Did I let you down

On Christmas day?



The bed that isn't made

The broken window shade

The radiator's on

I loved you along

But I can see it now

You always tell me how

I could do so much better

You said it in your letter



I stay awake at night

After we have a fight

I'm writing poems about you

And they aren't very nice

I didn't mean to yell

I said I couldn't tell

I only grabbed your wrist

Or would you rather we kissed?



Did I make you cry 

On Christmas day?

Did I make you cry

Like every other day?

Did I make you cry

On Christmas day?

Did I make you cry?