Deliver Me for Christmas

Snow's falling on the front porch rail, I'm still checking my phone like

a fool. This coffee's cold and I sure as hell ain't been the

same since she said we're through. Her stocking's still hanging by my TV,

right next to that mistletoe. But ain't no lips waiting underneath, just a memory

telling me to let go. Everyone's laughing, singing, they got fires

burning bright. But the only thing I'm feeling is a silent Christmas night.

Dear Santa, I don't need you to bring me no gifts or holiday cheer.

I just wanna climb in your big red bag, 'cause that's the only way I