Xmas Eve

Last night was holy, whole lot of whiskey
No one celebrates the birth of Christ like me
Least I don't think so, but I was so gone
Stole that baby from the manger on your front lawn

And please, oh forgive me
But can you believe the things we tell ourselves on Christmas Eve?
If you ask me, I didn't mean it
So help me Jesus, last night was Christmas Eve

Everyone knows I've got a sweet spot for you
That I cannot bear to let out
So I covered it in clothes and I drink and I smoke
That baby, I stole that baby from your house
And I stole that baby, I stole that baby from your house
On Christmas Eve

I don't use your name, you don't use my name
You write me letters that I'm not supposed to find and
I took the bus there, we were going nowhere
It didn't feel like we were going nowhere at the time

And forgive me
But can you believe the song I wrote for you last Christmas Eve?
If you ask me, I never mean it
But can you believe it last night was Christmas Eve?

Everyone knows I've got a sweet spot for you
That I cannot bear to let out
So I covered it in clothes, pour myself in a hole
Where I wait 'til I am out
And I stole that baby, I stole that baby from your house
On Christmas Eve

Oh, you forgive and you forget
And you pledge and you bend
And I forgave and you forgot
Again and again

And I was crying in my car
And swearing that it would end
While you were watching from the bar
And swearing that we were friends
And we forgave and we forgot
And we pledged and bent
And by that time the holidays had come
And then they went, and you came here and I went there
'Cause we always make amends

And then it was Christmas Eve again
It is Christmas Eve