Song Length |
4:30 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Heartbreaking, Moving |
Subject |
Telephone, Junk Food |
Similar Artists |
Oasis, Foo Fighters |
Language |
English |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
Next Christmas
I?m not waiting for you this time
and you?re not saying what?s on yr mind
But I tasted every word in yr mouth
now there?s no use waiting around
for you to spit it out
by next christmas baby, you will forget about me
I got the letter that made yr intentions clear
yeah, it was signed with Love and better luck next year...
but I?m not waiting, no I won?t hesitate
?cause now I?m not crying, I?m spitting up blood
and I?m not just trying to make this tough on you
please, what did you mean when you promised me
by next christmas baby, you will forget about me...
you will forget about christmas, you will forget about me
by this time next year, my darling dear
I?ll be a memory
...now every christmas song I hear
is signed with Love
and better luck next year...
but I?m not arguing
and now I?m not crying, I?m spitting up blood
and I?m not just trying to make this tough on you
please, what did you mean when you promised me
you will forget about christmas, you will forget about me
please make no mistakes with all the drugs you take
and all the songs you sing
by next christmas I?ll be
shooting up with angels
by next christmas I?ll be
shooting up with the angels
among the stars
yeah, I?ll own the stars