Birthday - Maisie Peters

You would always show up late

A deck of excuses in your hands

I would be the first to claim I didn’t mind

I understand

I put all my songs into a tape

All my words you held inside your hand

And I don’t think you ever even listened to them once

I understand

Waiting around, still halfway hopeful that you’ll show

You said you’d call, of course you won’t, I should’ve known

You’re not here again, I’m not surprised

I hate how long it took to realize

You don’t remember or you just don’t care

Today’s my birthday

And you’re still not there

You’re still not there

Sat cross-legged by the phone

It’s 2 AM, the candles are burned out

And I could pretend that it’s okay

I understand, but I don’t

Waited around, I should’ve known, you wouldn’t show

And I’m just a fool who spent her birthday all alone

You’re not here again, I’m not surprised

I hate how long it took to realize

You don’t remember or you just don’t care

Today’s my birthday

And you’re still not there

You’re still not there

I never asked for anything more than one happy birthday

I never asked for anything more than happy birthday

You’re not here again, I’m not surprised

I hate how long it took to realize

That you don’t remember, do you?

Or you don’t care

Today’s my birthday

And you’re still not there

You’re still not there

You’re still not there

You’re still not there