I feel alone again
Again on my birthday
Some things never change
At least that's what they say
Would you hold me again if I started to cry?
Would you risk it all and come to me if I wanted to die?
Would you be by my side if I was in the hospital for a few days?
With all my fuck ups you love me anyways
For three years
THREE FUCKING YEARS
All I wanted for my birthday
Was for someone to hold me
And tell me everything was okay
...but do I ever get what I want?
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