Every year at Christmas
The tree goes by the wall
I drag the **** thing from downstairs
And I tug it down the hall
The lights go up with tinsel
The ornaments and star
Then I go downstairs and knock one back
Behind my little two tap bar

I've done it now for forty years
Each year, the tree and lights
The tinsel and the ornaments
To brighten up the nights
The cards I get go on the wall
No baking do I do
I go downstairs and have a drink
Sometimes I might have two

The kids, not here, they have their lives
I get a call on Christmas Day
It's far to far to come out here
And there's just no room to stay
The boys have hockey, the girls as well
So they won't be coming soon
They play their first game at three
So I get their phone call right at noon

I put my little Cornish hen
In the oven for my meal
I've got some frozen veggies
And a Christmas ******* for the "feel"
I sit alone at Christmas
I watch the telly, have a beer
It's not the same with out you
It's not Christmas, you're not here

Still every year the tree comes out
I put it where you'd say
We'd move it at least fifteen times
Until it found a place to stay
I drag the decorations out
I've not yet bought something new
I'm here alone at Christmas
With my memories spent with you.

That forced love
A meaningless kiss
Not push to shove
It's fading bliss
Rusting emotions
Bound to happen
Love without attraction
Liking the distractions
I turn my cheek from you
But you're still falling
I'm just stalling
Withdrawing that pain
For its me to blame
Pulling for love
That's no longer there
The empty stare
Thinking of what's next
My sanity or your happiness
Praying for the past to be the present
To you my reasons weren't relevant
Those rusting emotions
Bound to happen
Dying spark
There for a second
Never lasting
Kisses becoming meaningless
Waiting for my torn heart to mend seamless
But I already moved on