Merry Christmas (I love you)

If God takes you,
He leaves a huge footprint of love
and kindness behind, which is where you once stood
And I know you're afraid to get on the plane
After what happened that day
And selfishly, I want you here in my way

But animals come, and animals go
Love is just a laundry line,
We hang on until
we're dried out by the sun
And when you think your turn is done
You end up getting dirty
and it's all again begun

Oooh ah! (x3)

Now words I think are just a noisy dirty wind
Makes the trouble we get in
So why do we speak?
Now we made another war
That's what men are good for
Men with stupid insecurities and not a lot more
And satisfied they try,
It's written about a gun
But who the hell reads history?
Apparently not men.

Oooh ah! (x3)

Guess nothing's guaranteed
Except the politics of need
Did the romans see the ship go down?
Or were they asleep?
I shouldn't expect to live
And I shouldn't expect to die
But I wouldn't mind being beside you dear on that laundry line to dry

For my grandma and my brother, my father and my mother,
and you my sweetest lover,
to you I will say
Merry Christmas, I love you
And God is above you

Merry Christmas, I love you
and God is above you.

Merry Christmas, I love you.