This Christmas I just can’t get,
Into the spirit since I lost you.
I don’t want books. I don’t want games.
I just want things to be the same,
If I can’t have you…then…

All I want is nothing. All I want is nothing.
All I want is nothing for Christmas this year.

[I] Don’t see trees in living rooms.
I don’t hear bells or Christmas tunes.
I don’t believe it, Santa Claus?
Forget it. Call the whole thing off--‘cause,
If I can’t have you…then…

All I want is nothing. All I want is nothing.
All I want is nothing for Christmas this year.

You’ve got your Nietzcheian heart
You say: “What’s right for you could never be right for me,”
I should have known from the start—
But given time,
You’ll change your mind,
And we’ll be fine…fine…
Change your mind.

All I want is nothing. All I want is nothing.
All I want is nothing for Christmas this year.

All I want is nothing. All I want is nothing.
If I cannot have you for Christmas this year.

All I want is nothing. All I want is nothing.
What’s the point in having a Christmas this year?