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(Lyrics by M. Aukerman, Music by B. Stevenson) You were depressed, you were really messed up You know I understand But why did you not talk to me Why didn't you help me prepare for the nightmare You took a vacation into oblivion You were so low and I felt like I didn't know you Christmas vacation you took a vacation from me Once it ended, I mended myself But it keeps falling back down off the shelves in my head A twinge of pain now, a shudder of disgust As I shield my eyes from my own memory I knew all about your plans I really did understand But you didn't let me know I wasn't invited to go Christmas vacation you took a vacation from me I watched in desperation as you stumbled before my eyes She needs beer, she doesn't need me, I finally realized My anger and pain in all your fun, you couldn't recpgnize I stopped caring long before you started to cry