Cause I feel like killing myself for Christmas I never got along real well with my mom or dad Yea I feel like killing myself for Christmas It'ld be the best, the best, the best christmas they ever had I could slice my wrist but you know it'll only get real messy (Look at the mess you made) I could shoot myself but you know they would never recognize me (That's not my boy, that's not him) I can take that mistletoe And hang myself from the Christmas tree (That Christmas tree is coming out of your parking money) Cause I feel like killing myself for Christmas And before I go, I think I'll unjack them all And tell all your kids that there's no such thing as Santa (You know you where an accident, blame your mother) And before I go, I'll steal your credit cards and max 'em out Before you know, I'm buying porno Cause that's all I want anyway Cause we feel like killing myself for Christmas We never got along real well with our moms or dads Yea we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas It'ld be the best, the best, the best christmas they ever had Cause we feel like killing myself for Christmas We never got along real well with our moms or dads Yea we feel like killing ourselves for Christmas It'ld be the best, the best, the best (Merry Christmas) The best, the best, the best (Merry Christmas) The fucking best Christmas they ever had And die! (But i don't wanna die, that was last year...)