Got a call from my mother who wishes that she was here Couple of cards in the post that I'm readin' I want the warmth of the summer, the cold too cold to bear The only plus is the sweater I needed I broke apart from my lover a couple months ago If they were here, then I guess I wouldn't be alone This is the life in the city and that's the way it goes But it's a fine excuse just to leave it
I hit her mom and I asked, "Arе you comin' over?" And all I got was a shrug And then, "I don't know"
And evеryone I know is hidden away Tryna make their bodies clean again And they don't want to celebrate Nobody cares this is the day I was born Always the month when parties come to an end The same excuses from every friend Another year and now we're here again Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Another birthday alone La-la-lay, la-la-lay Another birthday alone La-la-lay, la-la-lay
I hit a bar in town, get my account, start a tav Everyday that we're here Well, we're never gettin' back And so I drink for the confidence 'cause that's what I lack And end up talkin' to strangers and findin' another plaque I am denyin' in the carpet, spinnin' on my own Watchin' pointless shit and flickin' through my phone And would April be better? I guess I'll never know I'll take the keys from my pocket and stumble into home
And I feel low But I guess I could feel lower I'm headin' down and now I'm on a row
And everyone I know is hidden away Tryna make their bodies clean again And they don't want to celebrate Nobody cares this is the day I was born Always the month when parties come to an end The same excuses from every friend Another year and now we're here again Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Another birthday alone La-la-lay, la-la-lay Another birthday alone La-la-lay, la-la-lay
I feel low But I guess I could feel lower I'm headin' down and now I'm on a row
And everyone I know is hidden away Tryna make their bodies clean again And they don't want to celebrate Nobody cares this is the day I was born Always the month when parties come to an end The same excuses from every friend Another year and now we're here again Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Another birthday alone La-la-lay, la-la-lay Another birthday alone La-la-lay, la-la-lay
Compositores: Aaron Brooking Dessener, Edward Christopher Sheeran (Ed Sheeran) ECAD: Obra #40535836 Fonograma #45647801