All Time Low - Merry Christmas Kiss My Ass LYRICS ON SCREEN & IN DESCRIPTION video free download

Credit: All Time Low! Interscope Records // UMG

FYI: Now, I know the lyrics "Some say you're calling, You're up, telephone me, No fuck you, Girl, I'm going out, I gave you my all, but I love you all now," are wrong, so here are the right lyrics:

"So sick of calling,

You wont telephone me,

No, fuck you girl, I'm going out.

I gave you my all,

But our love hit a wall, now."

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Here are the lyrics again;)

They told me I was lucky,

To have my chance with you,

Now last years summer romance,

Is this years winter blues.

I treated you so nicely,

To jewelry and champagne,

But you left me empty handed,

Yeah, you left me feelin' plain.

But now -Oh!

I hope you're happy with yourself,

'Cause I'm not laughing,

Don't you think it's kind of crappy,

what you did, this holiday?

When I gave you my heart,

You ripped it apart,

Like wrapping paper trash,

So I wrote you a song,

I hope that you sing along,

and it goes

"Merry Christmas,"

"Kiss my Ass!"

You say I'm losing my mind,

I thought that for a while,

I tear down decorations,

They remind me of your smile.

I hate that mistletoe,

It makes me think of our first kiss,

You bit my lip, you pulled me close,

And then you taught me how to quit.

But now -Oh!

I hope you're happy with yourself,

'Cause I'm not laughing,

Don't you think it's kind of crappy,

what you did, this holiday?

When I gave you my heart,

You ripped it apart,

Like wrapping paper trash,

So I wrote you a song,

I hope that you sing along,

and it goes

"Merry Christmas,"

"Kiss my Ass!"

So sick of calling,

You wont telephone me,

No, fuck you girl, I'm going out.

I gave you my all,

But our love hit a wall, now.

I'm jingle belling and everyone's yelling,

We'll drink 'til the bars shut us down,

Ain't that just what Christmas is all about?

But now -Oh!

I hope you're happy with yourself,

'Cause I'm not laughing,

Don't you think it's so damn trashy,

what you did, this holiday?

(so trashy)

I gave you my heart,

You ripped it apart,

Like wrapping paper trash,

So I wrote you a song,

I hope that you sing along,

Here it goes

"Merry Christmas," bitch.

"Kiss my Ass!"