The holidays come, you find yourself alone again
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It's such a striking reminder
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And Valentines come with no return address
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You can't find her
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Seems like April Fool's, but the punchline never comes
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You tell yourself, "Give it time, summer's comin' and you'll be fine"
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But the sun beats down and all I'm doing is thinking about you, about you
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Every day is a day without you, love is gone and I can't sleep
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One day I'll be looking back
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Until then this is all yours to keep
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"Give thanks it could be worse"
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At least that's what you tell yourself, and it's almost convincing.
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November comes on cold, I swear that you don't know what you're missing
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Christmas time again, the loneliest of all, the fear of how to make it to New Year's
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Raise your glass and toast to the one you miss the most
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And promise that you won't be doing this again in twelve month's time
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Holiday Song
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| She Wants Revenge |
