Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call

Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call - Bleachers

Lyrics by：Jack Antonoff

Composed by：Jack Antonoff

To the tempo of your uptight

Is the flicker of a street light

You know this moment don't ya

And time is strangely calm now

'Cause everybody's gone it's

Just you and your anger

Oh golden boy don't act like you were kind

You were mine but you were awful every time

So don't tell them what you told me

Don't hold me like you know me

I would rather burn forever

But you should know that I died slow

Running through the halls of your haunted home

And the toughest part is that we both know

What to happened to you

Why you're out on your own

Merry Christmas please don't call

You really left me on the line kid

Holding all your baggage

You know I'm not your father

Who says welcome to your uptight

While it flickers like a street light

He flickers through your damage

Oh golden boy you shined a light on our home

And at your best you were magic we were sold

But don't tell em what you told me

Don't even tell em that you know me

I would rather burn forever

But you should know that I died slow

Running through the halls of your haunted home

And the toughest part is that we both know

What happened to you

Why you're out on your own

Merry Christmas

Please don't call

One ticket out of your heavy gaze

I want one ticket off of your carousel

I want one ticket out of your heavy gaze

I want one ticket off of your carousel

But you should know that I die slow

Running through the halls of your haunted home

And the toughest part is that we both know

What happened to you

Why you're out on your own

Merry Christmas

Please don't call

Merry Christmas

I'm not yours at all

Merry Christmas

Please don't call me

Please don't call me

Please don't call me

Please don't call me