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I am packing my bags, I am leaving.
Think I'm going to Paris or Rome.
I gotta get out of this god-awful place
that I used to call my home.
Maybe I'm going to London.
Gotta find someplace new.
I'll move to a dump in a faraway slum
to help me forget about you.
I might be going to sunny California.
I'll go surfing the waves till I drown.
I really don't care, I will go anywhere.
I just gotta get out of this town
cause I see you in every corner.
All the buildings and streets wear your name.
Go on, tell me I'm free to do as I please.
But without you it's all the same.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas sure feels blue.
I'll go out of my way to get out of this place
where everything reminds me of you.
All those memories of you, they taunt me.
But they're all I have left since you've gone.
The longer I stay there's no getting away.
Gotta find someplace new to be alone.
You'll be here with your friends and your family.
All the loved ones that used to be mine.
I'll be out of your way and out of your life
and I am going out of my mind.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas is as sad as can be.
I'd go out of my way to get out of this place
to forget you're not here with me.
But wherever I go I'll be thinking of you.
Tis the season for feeling blue.
I am packing my bags, I am leaving.
Think I'm going to Paris or Rome.
I gotta get out of this god awful place
that I used to call my home.
Maybe I'm going to London.
Gotta find someplace new.
I'll move to a dump in a far away slum
to help me forget about you.
I might be going to sunny California.
I'll go surfing the waves till I drown.
I really don't care, I will go anywhere.
I just gotta get out of this town
cause I see you in every corner.
All the buildings and streets wear your name.
Go on tell me I'm free to do as I please
but without you it's all the same.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas sure feels blue.
I'll go out of my way to get out of this place
where everything reminds me of you.
All those memories of you, they taunt me
but they're all I have left since you've gone.
The longer I stay there's no getting away.
Gotta find someplace new to be alone.
You'll be here with your friends and your family.
All the loved ones that used to be mine
I'll be out of your way and out of your life
and I am going out of my mind.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas is as sad as can be.
I'd go out of my way to get out of this place
to forget you're not here with me
but wherever I go I'll be thinking of you.
Tis the season for feeling blue.
I am packing my bags I am leaving
I think I'm going to Paris or Rome.
I gotta get out of this god awful place
that I used to call my home.
Maybe I'm going to London
gotta find someplace new.
I'll move to a dump in a far away slum
to help me forget about you.
I might be going to sunny California
I'll go surfing the waves till I drown.
I really don't care I will go anywhere
I just gotta get out of this town
cause I see you in every corner
all the buildings and streets wear your name.
Go on tell me I'm free to do as I please
but without you it's all the same.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas sure feels blue.
I'll go out of my way to get out of this place
where everything reminds me of you.
All those memories of you they taunt me
but they're all I have left since you've gone.
The longer I stay there's no getting away
gotta find someplace new to be alone.
You'll be here with your friends and your family
all the loved ones that used to be mine.
I'll be out of your way and out of your life
and I am going out of my mind.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas is as sad as can be.
I'd go out of my way to get out of this place
to forget you're not here with me
but wherever I go I'll be thinking of you.
Tis the season for feeling blue.
I am packing my bags I am leaving
think I'm going to Paris or Rome.
I gotta get out of this god awful place
that I used to call my home.
Maybe I'm going to London
gotta find someplace new.
I'll move to a dump in a far away slum
to help me forget about you.
I might be going to sunny California
I'll go surfing the waves till I drown.
I really don't care I will go anywhere
I just gotta get out of this town
cause I see you in every corner
all the buildings and streets wear your name.
Go on tell me I'm free to do as I please
but without you it's all the same.
Tis the season to be lonely
and this Christmas sure feels blue.
I'll go out of my way to get out of this place
where everything reminds me of you.
All those memories of you they taunt me
but they're all I have left since you've gone.
The longer I stay there's no getting away
gotta find someplace new to be alone.
You'll be here with your friends and your family
all those I used to be.
