The kids are sending letters To the top of the world And tearing paper rings To count the days Watching Frosty on the TV With that little boy and girl I'll try to fake some cheer While this heart breaks 'Cause he wants a new game, a 10-speed, and his very first guitar She wants a Frozen plastic castle and a swing set in the yard But Santa had a rough year So there won't be much here Yeah, that's the kinda news that's hard to break Under that Charlie Brown tree It's mostly dust and dead pine leaves They can't sleep, they're so excited While I'm lying here wide awake 'Cause Santa had a rough year He picked up every shift, swallowed his pride, called his old man When it's quiet on the rooftop, yeah, those kids won't understand 'Cause they're on the nice list, yeah, he said so When they met him at the mall When they don't get what they want, how do you say it ain't their fault? Santa had a rough year So there won't be much here Yeah, that's the kinda news that's hard to break Under that Charlie Brown tree It's mostly dust and dead pine leaves They can't sleep, they're so excited While I'm lying here wide awake 'Cause Santa had a rough year Yeah, you can't wrap up the truth Or tie those hard times with a bow I hope they'll still believe in him Even though Santa had a rough year Santa had a rough year So there won't be much here Yeah, that's the kinda news that's hard to break Under that Charlie Brown tree It's mostly dust and dead pine leaves They can't sleep, they're so excited While I'm lying here wide awake 'Cause Santa had a rough year