"Santa Claus isn't real son", she said to me
Devastatingly
"you're 17, get a life
no more letters for you to write"
now I'm being so teased by my classmates
Santa Claus ain't real!
I'd like to think that the reindeer
still come on Christmas Eve...

My father tells me "decorate the pine."
''you're too old now, so shut up your whine''

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream and have a tantrum
I just found out there's no such thing as Santa Claus
Just a lie you have to grow out of

So the good boys and girls get
a great big present sack
New baseball bats
Grabbing Barbie's, and maybe sweaters,
Give me strange looks but I couldn't
really care less
And all of our parents
They're filthy liars
I wonder if they ever said anything truthful
spoiling my memories
with dishonesty!

They keep telling me to shut up my whine
But I still want a
magical sleigh ride

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream and have a tantrum
I just found out there's no such thing as Santa Claus
Just a lie you have to grow out of

Santa's invincible; I know that he's alive

I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream and have a tantrum
I just found out there's no such thing as Santa Claus
Just a lie you have to grow out of

I just can't wait till I see that Santa Claus
I'm gonna booby trap my homes chimney
And when I have in my stables, a Rudolph
You will know that Santa Claus is real.