Worst Holiday
Album: Worst Holiday
By: Brad Fitch
By: Brad Fitch
Duration
4:04
Genres
Description
When you think you've moved on, it takes just one day to bring you right back.
Lyrics
Tell me I’m right, tell me I’m wrong You didn’t see me walk in through the door A quarter to twelve, the countdown’s begun It’s my last night so let’s see what’s in store Take me for a ride, on this gameboard of life And you’re playing again, So I’ll let you know On Fourth of July and Thanksgiving day, I could have faced you and then walked away Valentine’s day and on Christmas Eve I’d make you cry and then ask you to leave But every time we get to 365 I don’t know why, I change my mind My resolution always seems to get lost At no cost, but I got to pay Every year, every year I say Every year you’re my Worst holiday Looking around, for a face in the crowd Told me to meet you on 23rd street Wanted a kiss and said that you missed me Come to pick you up off of your feet It’s been so long, since I’ve seen you around And I just figured out how to let you go I want you know, what you already know CHORUS My heart, it burns for you It’s burning so bright, burning so bright My mind says look at you And something ain’t right Take me for a ride, on this gameboard of life And you’re playing again, So I’ll let you know It’s time that you know, what we already know On Fourth of July and Thanksgiving day, I could have faced you and then walked away Valentine’s day and on Christmas Eve I’d make you cry and then ask you to leave But every time we get to 365 I don’t know why, I change my mind My resolution always seems to get lost At no cost, but I got to pay Every year, every year I say Every year you’re my Worst holiday
