I saw the snow falling, just like a new wind can bring
Hope of a better year
And silence is spreading as I see all the kids
Waiting for their wishes to come true
But I'm looking at their happiness with an alarmed eye
And a sickish feeling is coming
Because on my Santa's list, I only wished
For something bad to happen to you
And for Christmas, I'd like to cut your socks
Let the water freeze and make an ice rink in your house
I'd like you to wait forever for my call
And spend my time cutting the rods out of your candles
Because this is Christmas
A perfect Christmas to me
That's not a good sign for you
A perfect Christmas to me
I've always been told that I have to be patient
That time will eventually be the best cure
But we both know that I'm not very patient
Maybe I poured some mulled wine on your territory
And when the smell of the cinnamon sticks for months
It will be just so you won't forget about me
Because on my Santa's list, I only wished
For you to curse at me all year round
And for Christmas, I'd like to cut your socks
Let the water freeze and make an ice rink in your house
I'd like you to wait forever for my call
And spend my time cutting the rods out of your candles
Because this is Christmas
A perfect Christmas to me
That's not a good sign for you
A perfect Christmas to me