"The Holiday" lyrics

I'm coming home for the holiday
I haven't changed, I just stayed the same
I miss you, I do
You're still a kid in the picture my mom took
That's on the fridge, but we don't wanna take it down
You're still around

I tiptoe around the obvious
I don't think I will get over it
My mom's catching on that I'm a liar
I'm afraid that I don't like December

It is a blessing and it's a curse
The smallest hometown on planet Earth
To worry is all I'll do
You'll be out shopping with someone new
I'll feel so guilty for avoiding you
But I know that if I say, "Hey"
I'll ruin the holiday

I tiptoe around the obvious
I don't think I will get over it
My mom's catching on that I'm a liar
I'm afraid that I don't like December

Of course the one time I see you
Is getting flowers from the coffee shop
We used to go to all the time
I can't lose you for the life of me

I tiptoe around the obvious
I'll never ever get over it
My mom's catching on that I'm a liar
You're the reason I don't like December