hold on to me, i've got no strength in my knees i've blocked out passing cars its snowing more than ever i wish i'd stayed home today but i say that every day you leave forlorn i hate this part my hands just won't stop shaking breaking off my fingers cos you pulled themback too far my guts have spilt onto the floor, the flooooooor might i suggest this christmas that you lock yrself in yr room the snow's too cold for you and all my friends are asking questions but its just for tonight, that i'm feeling sick cos these words poured out but it doesn't really matter if i'm never gonna see you again they're tearing down the trees making cards you'll throw away you'll barely read the message and i'm happy that's the case snowflakes romanticising just enough to keep us stuck together another year set in our place oh sam you've really done it this time the footprints in the snow show you've crossed the line you've let us down again

a winter wonderland always seems to compromise our plans and if you can't move your hands then you should put gloves on your list a silent night in gives you more time to think about how you don't have the time to be staying in we'll deck the halls when you knocked out and you're sprawled under the tree the pine needles will keep you company we three kings and all the tidings we wont bring i can see you're shivering but at least your clothes are thinning this season is frozen we seem to be coping most days if there's no hope then the snow plough is broken down again am i right to say? this is a perfect day to have a snow ball fight again in my back garden i can't believe you put stones in them snow angels aren't heaven sent they're coming for you broken homes untangle fairy lights fumbling for a fifth bottle of wine tradition is over rated and unfortunate for some sent you my list hope you have fun we seem to be coping this season is frozen most days if there's no hope then the snow plough exploded up in flames am i right to say? this is a perfect day to have a snow ball fight again in my back garden i can't believe you put stones in them snow angels aren't heaven sent they're coming for you boxes don't leave a clue the wrapping paper bought by you the scissors the tear right through so many things to say to you like "it's the though that counts" or "this coal could be blacker" and i chose the latter what a nut cracker roof tops are shaking and hearts are elating you're items unlisted and it's so close to christmas the chimes of the church bells green eyes and red blood cells make for a sane holiday