Which One Of You Assholes Ate Christmas

I've got an ache
And it yearns like they will do
Oh, it's true
I got him, but before him I had you

After the fall
Came the winter and the spring
He was taken by the mines
But it was you I been missing

Oh-oah-ho... [Variations thereon]

I found a house
On a hill by the lake
Every morning pull the water
Stack the wood, and then wait

At night I found another
I'd invited to my bed
It was him under the sheets
But it was you I felt instead

Oh-oah-ho... [Variations thereon]

I've got an ache
And it yearns like they will do
Oh, it's true
I got him, but before him I had you