Birthday Girl

The night we met We found out we were born on the same day It was weird but kinda cute And now it's weird but fucking sucks 'Cause we broke up And I'm scared that it'll never feel the same way I hate that song without your name And mine looks lonely on the cake Where you gonna be on March 18th at 11:59? What you gonna put your lips on now at midnight? Birthday girl, do you think of me? Do you wish you didn't but you have to? Like I have to Birthday girl, I think of you I kinda wish I didn't but I have to Like you have to Birthday girl, ooh Birthday girl, ooh I don't know myself without you and I want to Just a little more than I want you Three hundred eighty five thousand people born every day That's special, we were special and it's never gonna change And something can be wrong even if nothing's wrong I know it seemed like shitty reasons for calling it off There were so many things I couldn't be for you But you know that I'm always gonna be your Birthday girl, do you think of me? Do you wish you didn't but you have to? Like I have to Birthday girl, I think of you I kinda wish I didn't but I have to Like you have to Birthday girl, ooh Birthday girl, ooh Where you gonna be on March 18th at 11:59? What you gonna put your lips on now at midnight? Birthday girl, do you think of me? Do you wish you didn't but you have to? Like I have to Birthday girl, I think of you I kinda wish I didn't but I have to Like you have to My birthday girl, ooh Birthday girl, ooh