| You would always show up late
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| A deck of excuses in your hands
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| I would be the first to claim I didn’t mind
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| I understand
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| I put all my songs into a tape
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| All my words you held inside your hand
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| And I don’t think you ever even listened to them once
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| I understand
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| Waiting around, still halfway hopeful that you’ll show
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| You said you’d call, of course you won’t, I should’ve known
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| You’re not here again, I’m not surprised
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| I hate how long it took to realize
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| You don’t remember or you just don’t care
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| Today’s my birthday
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| And you’re still not there
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| You’re still not there
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| Sat cross-legged by the phone
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| It’s 2 AM, the candles are burned out
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| And I could pretend that it’s okay
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| I understand, but I don’t
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| Waited around, I should’ve known, you wouldn’t show
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| And I’m just a fool who spent her birthday all alone
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| You’re not here again, I’m not surprised
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| I hate how long it took to realize
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| You don’t remember or you just don’t care
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| Today’s my birthday
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| And you’re still not there
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| You’re still not there
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| I never asked for anything more than one happy birthday
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| I never asked for anything more than happy birthday
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| You’re not here again, I’m not surprised
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| I hate how long it took to realize
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| That you don’t remember, do you?
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| Or you don’t care
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| Today’s my birthday
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| And you’re still not there
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| You’re still not there
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| You’re still not there
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| You’re still not there |