Your shoulder cradled the telephone
As you turned down the stereo
And casually mentioned you had to go
There was something pressing waiting for you
So just go, hang up, I don't want to keep you
From the friends you didn't want me to meet
So we hailed a cab on Christmas Eve
Where I held your hand in the backseat
And our driver spun his tires in the sleet
And I know, it's cold, here you can have my coat
I hope that the world ends in our lifetime so we can brag to all our friends how we were there
We were there
We were there
This is a song for the end of days
I thought this would be a nice way to say
That we, we were there
And we had a really great time