[Intro] [Mrs. Claus]Nicolas you've got that look again...Nervous about the season starting? [Santa]Umm... Nothing much dear, thank you... busy times are coming again so much to do and check and prepare...Hoho, just feeling the pressure a bit, but you always make it so much better. [Mrs. Claus]Hehe, You're too sweet, I'm glad I can still put a smile on those rosy cheeks after all these years! [Hard Slap on the Bottom] [Mrs. Claus] [Suddenly Angry]YOU CHEEKY OLD SON OF A BITCH!!...[Suddenly happy]Haha, this time of year always gets you going! [Santa]Hoho, I believe that was YOUR cheeks, hohoho!...Dear wife, I guess we should get started, rouse the elves, if you please, I'll get the reindeer started on some daily flight practice. [Mrs. Claus]Right to business, I like it! [Santa]Hohoho [Sloppy kiss] [Verse 1] I wake before the sun, outside its snowing, Move through rooms I don't remember knowing, My reflection smiles but never meets my eyes, A painted doll beneath these endless skies, The kettle screams, I pour him some hot tea, He smiles and says "What would I do without thee?" I laugh on cue, I've worn this smile so long, But late at night I hum a different song, One I can't remember, one I cannot place, A melody that doesn't quite match this face, I shake it off, the cookies need more frost, I am content... I am content... I'm lost...(Lost... so lost...) [Pre-Chorus] So much to do, So little time, The motions blur together, Like a nursery rhyme, That piece of myself, I buried somewhere deep, I smile through the waking, I scream through the sleep, So I keep my head down, Never ask why, It's easier this way, It's easier to lie... Oh, what am I thinking, I'd better hurry So That this Christmas is merry... [Catchy Hook] So with head down I set to work, Stitching each hat and shirt, The elves must be sharp and neat, The treats must be... good to eat, Drifting here, floating there, Something strange in the air, A ghost of who I used to be, Hums along... inside of me... [Verse 2] I found a painting beneath the boards, A woman dressed in black with iron swords, Her hair was dark as pitch, her eyes like mine, I traced her face and felt a crack in time, I passed the cellar, pressed against the door, I've done this countless times, maybe more, The beast inside, These feelings aren't new, I whisper through the wood... "Do I know you?" Those golden eyes, they well with something true, And through the keyhole... I smiled... I don't know why I do, A single tear rolled down, I wiped it fast, These feelings are not mine, they cannot last... [Bridge] We finished all the trimming, The hall is dressed in red, He takes me for a dance, But I watch the sword instead, He leaves to fetch the cocoa, I lift it from the wall, It knows my grip, it knows my palm, It knows me best of all, I smile... not my smile... A sharper, truer grin, Then I set it down so gently, Tuck that stranger back within, What am I remembering? Haha... nothing, I suppose, Just a wife who loves her husband, Head down... here she goes...(Remembering... nothing...) [Catchy Hook] So with head down I set to work, Stitching each hat and shirt, The elves must be sharp and neat, The treats must be... good to eat, Wandering here, lost somewhere, A stranger's perfume in my hair, A ghost of who I used to be, Is she still there... inside of me...?(Inside... me...?) [Verse 3] I dream of antlers rising from the snow, A language that my waking self won't know, A hand that held me fierce, a voice that called me queen, The only time I've felt like I was seen, I woke up weeping, couldn't remember why, He stroked my hair and hummed a lullaby, The same one that I sing to calm my mind, But in my dreams the words are not so kind, The reindeer shift like shadows in the yard, For just a moment... hooves become so scarred, And curved like something older, something wrong, I blink... they're reindeer... I don't belong... I don't belong... I don't belong here... Do I? I do! I do! [Bridge] Why do I set a place for three at dinner... Why do I wake up reaching for someone thinner... Why does he look at me like he's crying... Oh! Silly me! The bread is rising! [Catchy Hook - High Intensity] So with head down I set to work, Stitching each hat and shirt, The elves must be sharp and neat, The treats must be... good to eat, Drowning here in someone else's life, The perfect partner, the perfect wife, A ghost of who I used to be, I can hear her talking to me [SHOUTING]SO WITH HEAD DOWN I SET TO WORK, [SHOUTING]I WANT TO RIP APART EACH HAT AND SHIRT, [SHOUTING]FOR THE ELVES I KNOW THEY AREN'T REAL, [SHOUTING]AND THE ONLY TREATS I WANT ARE MADE OF STEEL! Drowning here in someone else's life, The perfect partner, the perfect wife, A ghost of who I used to be, Is screaming... Screaming... Inside of me... [Outro - Spoken - Cinematic] [Santa] My love, are the elves uniforms ready, we ride in 3 days you know. Another season coming to an end! [Mrs. Clause] Almost dear, I'll finish tonight, what do you think about these black accents, I think they look soo...I don't know..Hehe...It feels right when I look at it. [Santa] Hmmm, a little...dark...but...there's no time to fix it now, keep it bright next season, my love! Now come, with the day so close I'm in the mood... [kissing sounds] [Mrs. Clause] Hehe, you old scamp, the season always gets you riled up!...Ahh, What's it doing in here!... [Santa] Oh don't mind him, he's being punished...Now where were we. [Mrs. Clause] This doesn't feel right...I... [Santa] Hush now, wife, perfectly normal, now get to work, honey... [Mrs. Clause] Oh, silly me, you're right, huh, sometimes I simply just don't know what I'm thinking!.... [Santa] Thaaat's riiiiight, head down....
