Letras
Last Christmas all I wanted was to be back in your heart
But this year, my dear
I don't even know where to start
It's that time again
And I'm making my list
To give to Santa Claus
So he can grant my wish
I won't be asking for things that money can buy
This year all I really want is me, myself, and I
I don't want sleigh bells ringing in my ears
I don't want Christmas movies bringing me to tears
I don't want gifts under my tree
Or a wreath hung on my door
I don't want snow or mistletoe
And I don't want you no more
I just want my own life (and my own dreams)
So Santa go and tell your elf
Don't bother with presents or decor
I just want the place to myself
I don't want sleigh bells ringing in my ears
I don't want Christmas movies bringing me to tears
I don't want gifts under my tree
Or a wreath hung on my door
I don't want snow or mistletoe
And I don't want you no more
I might sound like a grinch, but this list is a cinch
Don't need to step foot in a store
No, I don't want snow or mistletoe
And baby, I don't want you no more
No more
No More