Mrs Claus

Never thought I’d feel this Christmassy
Breaking down screaming on the street
And I never thought it’d be you
'Cause you were so cold and glamorous
And I can make a state of myself
And why would you think that I would feel any different?
And then
I wake up in the morning
By then I’m sick of the sight of myself
And I’m sick of you
Never thought I’d feel this Christmassy
Waking up screaming from my sleep
And I never thought it’d be you
'Cause we can do cold and glamorous
And we can make states of ourselves
And why would you think that I would feel any different?
And then I wake up in the morning
By then I’m sick of the sight of myself
And I’m sick of you
Yeah, I am sick of the state I am in
What you made me do