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These are your good years
Don't take my advice
You never wanted the nice boys anyway
And I'm of good cheer
Cause I've been checking my list
The gifts you're receiving from me
Will be
She hurt me. She hurt me really bad. I hate her! But I love her. I can't stop thinking about her and it hurts me just as much as she did. She didn't even tell me she was going to France. Who does that? Who goes to FRANCE? I begged her to come back after the first semester, but she said no. She said she had to finish what she started.
One awkward silence
And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
And all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last
Breathe to me
Before you bury yourself alive
What about what she had started here? PCA was her home away from home. She hated it here, or so she said. But I miss her. We all do. But mostly me. Granted, I was mean to her, but it's like Chase said, I have the mentality of a first grader when it comes to girls. I pull their hair or tell them they suck. I only do it because I like them.
Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, I could care less
Sometimes I wonder if she misses me too. Probably not. She's probably got some French boy wrapped around her finger, doing the things I should be doing with her. I should be the one to give her my jacket when she's cold, or place it over a puddle so her feet don't get wet. I should be the one to play with her hair, hold her hand, and kiss her perfect lips.
Happy New Year's baby
You owe me
The best gift I will ever ask for
Don't call me up, when the snow comes down
It's the only thing I want this year
What am I saying? I hate Dana. She ruined me. She got me in love with her then she left. Now I'm just a puddle of useless romantic mush. She's the one who should miss me. I should be glad she's gone. But I'm not. I've just been going through the motions since she left. Go to class, come home, do homework, eat dinner, sleep. Then the next morning, it starts again.
One awkward silence
And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
All I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breathe to
Me
Before you bury yourself alive
It's almost winter break, though. I don't know what I'm going to do. Everyone else is going home. I don't have one right now. The San Diego house is being remodeled and the Orlando house is being fumigated. My dad's in China filming for his latest movie. I know what you're thinking, poor little rich kid. But I would trade all of my father's money to just have her back.
Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, I could care less
No! I don't want her. She killed me.
Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree (don't come home for Christmas)
Merry Christmas, I could care less
I would give $23,000 to charity, if she would just walk through that door. I'm looking at it now. It's actually opening. Oh. It's only Zoey. I tell her that Chase isn't here. She says she knows and he is with her. They have a surprise for me.
"Well, what is it?" I ask lethargically.
"Me!" She's here. Dana is back. I run to her and hug her. She kisses my lips. The best kiss I've ever had.
I guess I owe a charity some money I think.
Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree (don't come home for Christmas)
Merry Christmas, I could care less
"Logan!" Dana says with Chase's voice. "Logan, wake up. You're going to be late for breakfast. It's so cool; they made Christmas trees out of eggs and bacon!"
"Way to go Chase. Ruin my perfect dream"
