I left kisses on your front stoop So you could find them on your way home And wear them at a party where I'd be your guest With your soul spinning langfuidly in the warmth of your chest You try to remember the sparkle in my eyes I try to forget the shit and the lies So here's your December My kisses in a box Eat them for dinner and put them in your sauce I told secrets to your bedspred So it could wrap you in it's sonnet And whisper my longings to the back of your hair And tell you my story as if i was still there You try to remember the sparkles in my eyes I try to forget the shit and the lies So here's your December My kisses in a box Eat them for dinner and put them in your sauce ^{Guitar solo} OO So here's your December My kisses in a box Eat the for dinner and put them in your sauce...