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I'm comin' home for the holiday
I haven't changed, I just stayed the same
I miss you, I do
You're still a kid in the picture my mom took
That's on the fridge, but we don't wanna take it down
You're still around
I tiptoe around the obvious
I don't think I will get over it
My mom's catchin' on that I'm a liar
I'm afraid that I don't like December
It is a blessin' and it's a curse
The smallest hometown on planet Earth
To worry is all I'll do
You'll be out shoppin' with someone new
I'll feel so guilty for avoidin' you
But I know that if I say, "Hey"
I'll ruin the holiday
I tiptoe around the obvious
I don't think I will get over it
My mom's catchin' on that I'm a liar
I'm afraid that I don't like December
Of course the one time I see you
Is gettin' flowers from the coffee shop
We used to go to all the time
I can't lose you for the life of me
I tiptoe around the obvious
I'll never ever get over it
My mom's catchin' on that I'm a liar
You're the reason I don't like December