Girl, it's Christmas,
And I hope you like your present.
It'll break my heart,
If you say it's not what you wanted.
I spent hours waiting in line,
Arguing with the cashier to lower the price.
Could you at least fake a smile,
And say that it's nice?
Baby girl, don't break my heart this Christmas,
It's the only thing on my list.
I spent the last month without sleep,
Searching for the right gift you'll wanna keep.
You can take it back if it's something you honestly don't like,
But you'll make my cheeks turn red if you say I'm not your type.
And so I'll sleep underneath the tree,
Hoping in the morning you'll be waiting right there for me.
'Cause this Christmas, I don't want a broken heart again,
I want to be ecstatic and start a new trend.
I left you a voicemail,
Just to do something new.
You never called me back,
I guess I wasn't that cute.
Finished decorating the tree,
I put a picture of you at the top.
Mistletoe is hung from the door,
So when you walk in, I'm hoping we can kiss and not stop.
Baby girl, don't break my heart this Christmas,
It's the only thing on my list.
I spent the last month without sleep,
Searching for the right gift you'll wanna keep.
You can take it back if it's something you honestly don't like,
But you'll make my cheeks turn red if you say I'm not your type.
And so I'll sleep underneath the tree,
Hoping in the morning you'll be waiting right there for me.
'Cause this Christmas, I don't want a broken heart again,
I want to be ecstatic and start a new trend.
Here it is, I'm all alone on Christmas Eve,
You're nowhere underneath my tree.
I was a fool to believe in hope,
'Cause you burned my list into smoke.
But there's one minute left, so I'll give it you,
Because this Christmas, I'm trusting you to come through...
Baby girl, don't break my heart this Christmas,
It's the only thing on my list.
I spent the last month without sleep,
Searching for the right gift you'll wanna keep.
You can take it back if it's something you honestly don't like,
But you'll make my cheeks turn red if you say I'm not your type.
And so I'll sleep underneath the tree,
Hoping in the morning you'll be waiting right there for me.
'Cause this Christmas, I don't want a broken heart again,
I want to be ecstatic and start a new trend.
Please don't break my heart this Christmas, girl.