so this is how it ends here in tinsel town three thousand miles from whatever went before and going down christmas in the southland lonely to the bone hanging on to a promise that you made long ago and i ve tried to do my best and i ve learned to live with nothing less all it s getting me is deeper in this mess of a chance sunset christmas evening church bells in your ears nothing s to give boy and nothing s to receive this year so you walk down to the market feeling like a lie a twelve pack of beer will make your spirits merry and bright tonight and i ve tried to do my best and i ve learned to live with nothing less merry christmas boy and may god bless your chance