I’m not waiting for you this time and you’re not saying what’s on your mind/ But I tasted every word in your mouth/ And now there’s no use waiting around for you to spit it out/ By next Christmas baby, you will forget about me/ I got the letter that made your intentions clear/ Yeah, it was signed with Love... and Better Luck next year/ But I’m not waiting, no I won’t hesitate/ Cause now I’m not crying, I’m spitting up blood/ and I’m not just trying to make this tough on you/ Please, what did you mean when you said to me/ By next Christmas baby, you will forget about me/ You will forget about Christmas/ By this time next year, my darling dear, I’ll be a memory/ Now every Christmas song I hear is signed with Love...and Better Luck next year/ Cause now I’m not crying, I’m spitting up blood/ and I’m not just trying to make this tough on you/ On you please, what did you mean when you promised me/ You will forget about Christmas/ You will forget about me/ Please make no mistake with all the drugs you take and all the songs you sing/ By next Christmas Ill be shooting up with the angels among the stars/ Yeah, I'll own the stars