Letra de The Tree Is On Fire
I woke up to the sound of you leaving,
Your tires spun out in the snow,
And instead of a house that was stocked full of presents,
I find myself lying alone,

Christmas cards scattered out on the table,
With half of them filled out to you,
The others are blank but I'm starting again,
Once I feel that holiday mood,

The tree is on fire,
The windows are broke,
Christmas is here,
And I hope you choke.

I go out for some last minute shopping,
And see all the most perfect gifts,
If only I'd noticed them two months ago,
I'd be getting my one Christmas wish,

The tree is on fire,
The windows are broke,
Christmas is here,
And I hope you choke.