'Twas the night before Christmas and NYE, I went to the party house
No one was single, not even a mouse
Mistletoes hung, midnight was the only care
I had gone to the party, in hopes I wouldn't be the only single one there.
As I arrive at the door, what do I see?
Three bottles of wine, oh just for me
I sat on the couch, with wines one, two, and three
I see a cute guy, I should ask him when he's free
Let us see if this will work out, I promise I have hope.
I've been single for too long, I have even figured out how to cope.
Being single during the holidays can cause irritability to some, sadness for others, and alcohol induced nights for all. The most common comparison us singles receive during the holidays- is that we all resemble The Grinch. You're starting to see it now, right?
'Twas the night of New Years Eve, Christmas has come and gone.
Going out started to feel like a yawn.
You are alone anyways, so why eat a healthy meal?
You start to think, that your love life and the universe have some kind of deal.
It is getting late, to the party invite you did not reply.
You decide to go, while letting out a sigh.
You have to look jolly and colorful. For yourself, of course.
But you decide to wear black, your sadness being the source.
Dreading going alone, you want to see what you can do
Get out your phone book- oh you hate this one, this one, and that one too
You decide to just go, no matter how much you dread
You're like The Grinch who stole Christmas, but you don't want that mentality to spread.
You see the matching outfits, and the kissing pictures too.
You actually need to wait a minute, you're feeling kind of blue.
Remember you're a great time, a big ol' hoot.