Matching pajamas, traffic on the 5
It's all way less lonely in your passenger side
Knowing you'd find me in a too-crowded mall
Is maybe the one thing that I'd want most of all

When I sit in the back of a restaurant
Jealous of the couples out front

I guess it's Christmas 'cause I feel sort of sad
And the holiday lights are so heavy
And here comes that feeling, half bitter, half sweet
The department store music still gets me
And I don't feel so lost since you're here
Wrap me up in cheer, kiss me into next year

Double snow angels, allergic to Sun
But I think you're staying when the hard seasons come
So throw out the blueprints, toss out all the maps
I want where we're going to be right where we're at

Used to wish that I was an astronaut
For the chance you may look up

I guess it's Christmas 'cause I feel sort of sad
And the holiday lights are so heavy
And here comes that feeling, half bitter, half sweet
The department store music still gets me
And I don't feel so lost since you're here
Wrap me up in cheer, kiss me into next year

Na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na

'Cause, baby, it's Christmas, I don't wanna be sad
Or the holiday lights to be heavy
Here comes that feeling, half bitter, half sweet (here comes that, that feeling)
The department store music still gets me (the department store music still gets me)
And I don't feel so lost since you're here (and I don't feel so lost since you're here)
Wrap me up in cheer, kiss me into next year

Wrap me up in cheer, kiss me into next year
Wrap me up in cheer, kiss me into next year