thursday morning, happy birthday it could be so much worse than this i'm having trouble breathing again send me to the ocean and i'll learn to swim
knee socks, heart shaped sunglasses i've tried so hard not to cry in front of you you told me i could be anything i wanted all i want to be is everything i'm not
swallowing ice and my wicked thoughts with death on my mind, i don't know where to begin i'll stop running from myself when i learn to tell time i'll stop relying on you when you tell me to go
happy birthday to me, the lights go out and i'm afraid happy birthday to me, enjoy yourself, i'm a thousand miles away
i got high in a convenience store and thought i saw god on cigarette cartons and nothing at all
you're forgetful on your best days but i hope that you remember me
i don't know how anyone can sleep in this place summer never comes and all the houses look the same i've spent years forgetting people like you because no one ever cares for long enough to keep me sane
and god, how do you sleep at night? i'm sorry for my shaky knees and messy hair i've been so wrong that i've forgotten how to be right walk away, walk away, walk away