Don't Go Pullin' on Santa Claus' Beard

Pulling on
Pulling on
My skin
My skin
On skin
On my skin
On my
On my skin
On my
On my skin
On my
On my skin
On my
On my skin
On my
On my skin
On my
On my skin

You told me about all of your bruises
And you told me that I'm worth it
Boy it's not all that I know
Boy I'm sick, I wanna go
Boy I love you and you know
Boy you love me and I know
Cause boy I can't wait to get home
Cause boy I love you and I know
I love forever

I admit I love the smell of cigarettes
I admit I had some thoughts that I regret
I don't need to write another love song
I don't need to hold you in my arms

I hold you in my arms
You're everything I want
I hold you in my arms