I waddle away the daynThinking of love gone awaynSkies are filled pale winter graynChristmas rings in windows displaysnnIn DecembernnI regret the things I saidnI wish my emotions were deadnRolling like a film in my headnPainted on my sidewalk in rednnIn DecembernnNow I see it's all just a gamenOne I never wanted to playnYou fucked with my head every daynNow I'm the only hope you obeynnIn December