制作
出演艺人
Bleachers
表演者
作曲和作词
Jack Antonoff
词曲作者
制作和工程
Jack Antonoff
制作人
歌词
[Verse 1]
To the tempo of your uptight
Is the flicker in a street light
You know this moment don't you
And time is strangely calm now
'Cause everybody's gone now
It's just you and your anger
[PreChorus]
Oh, golden boy, don't act like you were kind
You were mine but you were awful every time
So don't tell them what you told me
Don't even tell 'em that you know me
I would rather burn forever
[Chorus]
But you should know that I died slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What to happened to you
Why you're out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don't call
[Verse 2]
You really left me on the line, kid
Holding all your baggage
You know I'm not your father
Who says welcome to your uptight
While he flickers like a street light
He flickers through your damage
[PreChorus]
Oh, golden boy, don't act like you were kind
You were mine but you were awful every time
So don't tell them what you told me
Don't even tell 'em that you know me
'Cause I would rather burn forever
[Chorus]
But you should know that I died slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you
Why you're out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don't call
[Bridge]
One ticket out of your heavy gaze
I want one ticket off of your carousel
I want one ticket out of your heavy gaze
I want one ticket off of your carousel
[Chorus]
But you should know that I die slow
Running through the halls of your haunted home
And the toughest part is that we both know
What happened to you
Why you're out on your own
Merry Christmas, please don't call
Merry Christmas
I'm not yours at all
Merry Christmas
Please don't call
Written by: Jack Antonoff
