THIS TIME NEXT YEAR

I tried to write a Christmas song but I ended up writing a break-up song. I tried to write something cheery but my friend is going through a break-up atm and Christmas makes me all reflective. A year and a half ago I had a fiancé and the other family that goes with one. Now we're good friends (we're even doing a podcast together), and I have one less family. This one's for the ones who are having a rough one (and of course, to my exes, hope you're having a nice Christmas).

Look after each other. xx

Are you going home for Christmas?
No me neither, I’m staying here
Well not here here, round the corner
I’m on Mike’s couch, how’s our old place?

I don’t want to answer questions
About where you are, where that ring went
And what the fuck have I done all year
And all that fancy shit you ask at Christmas

This time next year, maybe we’ll be friends
This time next year, maybe we’ll be friends

I hope that your love gets opened
Up by presents and people laughing
At this time doors, open wider
But I don’t like doors, I’ve walked through them

Park my feelings in the spare room
From the front door you can’t see them,
I have always hated Christmas
But your family, made it alright

This time next year, maybe we’ll be friends
This time next year, maybe we’ll be friends
I’ll never see your Christmas again
This time next year

All the sad stuff’s
All the small stuff
My grandma won’t
Joke that you’re buff

It’s the season
To be single
I won’t feel it
In the same way

I won’t feel it
In the same way
I won’t feel it

This time next year, maybe we’ll be friends
This time next year, maybe we’ll be friends
I’ll never see your Christmas again
This time next year
This time next year
This time next year