around the bend, my only friend
it's christmastime again
time to trim the tree and sh*t
and time to play pretend
we're the good hosts this time 'round
our house is where the love is found
and peace and jesus smiles and such
so good to eat, soft to the touch
and everyone hates everyone
but no one really cares
lies about our social status
are met with plastic stares
the turkey and the world, too
it's so good, it feels so right
everything i've felt or feel
is thrown away tonight