This time of year, you always disappear You tell me not to call, you tell me not to call And when the door is closed, you're wearing different clothes Or hiding in the paper, pretending not to hear Inexpensive wine, I buy it all the time You tell me take it back, you say you'll take a nap But I can see it now, you always tell me how I could do so much better, you said it in your letter Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I let you down like every other day? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I let you down on Christmas? But it isn't May, the broken window shade The radiator's on, I loved you all along But I can see it now, you always tell me how I could do so much better, you said it in your letter I stay awake at night after we have a fight I'm writing poems about you and they aren't very nice I didn't mean to yell, I said I couldn't tell I only grabbed your wrist, or would you rather we kissed? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I make you cry like every other day? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I make you cry like every other day? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I make you cry like every other day? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I make you cry like every other day? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I make you cry like every other day? Did I make you cry on Christmas day? Did I make you cry?