What Do You Say

Long Time Coming

Unreleased Songs

I Know What I Want

Being With My Baby (Unreleased)

Taylor Swift - Till Brad Pitt Comes Along

Taylor Swift - Made Up You

Taylor Swift - Love To Lose

Under My Head - Taylor Swift

When The Fire Goes Quiet

Repair Code

Hey Santa 

[Verse 1]
Hey Santa, I’m still at the bar,
Counting ghosts, not the stars.
The jukebox hums that same old sin,
And I keep letting the whiskey win.

You know I never asked for much,
Just one more night, one softer touch.
But all I got was quiet snow,
And hearts that melt too slow.


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[Pre-Chorus]
So don’t send me angels, they never show,
They miss the places I still go.
Just send me peace, or something warm,
‘Cause I’ve been good at being torn.


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[Chorus]
Hey Santa, don’t come tonight,
I’ve had enough of holy light.
If you’ve got mercy, pour it neat —
I’ll drink it slow till I can’t feel me.
Hey Santa, I don’t need a sign,
Just someone’s shadow next to mine.
And if you’re listening, tell me true —
Does heaven make room for two?


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[Verse 2]
Hey Santa, I tried to pray,
But the words just fell away.
You know how hard it is to kneel,
When love don’t feel like something real.

I wrapped my hope in paper lies,
Tied it tight, still heard it cry.
Every bow came undone too soon —
Guess faith don’t hold in June.


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[Pre-Chorus]
So don’t send no angels, they never stay,
They leave when the bottle’s halfway.
If grace is out there, make it cheap,
I’ll buy enough to fall asleep.


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[Chorus]
Hey Santa, don’t come tonight,
I’ve had enough of holy light.
If you’ve got mercy, pour it neat —
I’ll drink it slow till I can’t feel me.
Hey Santa, I don’t need a sign,
Just someone’s shadow next to mine.
And if you’re listening, tell me true —
Does heaven make room for two?


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[Bridge]
Don’t send me snow, it chills my blame,
Don’t send me love, it sounds the same.
Just send a song that knows my ache,
And I’ll promise not to break.


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[Outro]
Hey Santa, it’s getting late,
The lights are low, I’ve sealed my fate.
If you pass by, don’t make a scene —
Just tip your hat, pretend I’m clean.


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Hey Santa