Hurt So Bad

Dear santa

The thing is this year has been lame

It always seemed

I always dreamed by now I'd have someone elses last name

Way past grown

Sleeping in a shrunken bed

All alone

Unless you count the squatters tearing up my head

Tried so hard to be good all year long and we are all inherently bad

Anne frank had it wrong

Santa

Oh santa

Where were you last night

I asked for nothing

I even left some cookies right by the open window

I don't have a chimney

Just a heart of gold

You see

Imagine my surprise that not even santa wants cookies from me

Dear santa

Could you use a six foot one elf

I'm sick of taking stock from this widows walk

Up here searching for myself

Is there any way I could hop aboard your sleigh

Take a holiday

Leave the work to me

Your red nosed blue jay

When people say the joy you brings

A children's thing

Does it sting

Cuz

I will ring silver bells and sing you're as real as martin luther king

Santa

Oh santa

Where were you last night

I asked for nothing

I even left some cookies right by the open window

I don't have a chimney

Just a heart of gold

You see

Imagine my surprise that not even santa wants cookies from me

Chocolate chip

Oatmeal raisin

Gingerbread too

A full selection from my convection in little shapes of you

Free flowing ho·ho·ings a lot for one man's jaws

If you're feelin' brittle

I can bake a little mrs

For your claus

Santa

Oh santa

Where were you last night

I asked for nothing

I even left some cookies right by the open window

I don't have a chimney

Just a heart of gold

You see

Imagine my surprise that not even santa wants cookies from me