Never thought I'd be in this place. It's someone else's life I'm living. Wish I were living a lie. The hardest part is when the bough breaks. Falling down and then forgiving.
Oh, the fire's burning slow. Now where's that mistletoe. Dear, it's getting kind of hot in here. I need a taste of Christmas cheer. . I hope he gets here quick, I need a St. Nick fix.