Happy Birthday
I told everybody I was late
But I was hiding in the back
Hiding in the back my hands
They'd shake
Happy Birthday, I'm your birthday cake
And I'm lit
And I'm late
And I'm tired
You tried to escape
I wanna fight
But I'm tired
I was wrong
You were right, Happy Birthday

I told everybody I was clean
But I had clouds in my bath
Listenin' to music, reading poetry
Nodding off and nearly drowning myself
And it's clear
You're clearly upset
You want a smoke
My smokes are all wet
I've got two
And both of them lit
Happy Birthday, I'm your birthday cake and I'm lit

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): RYAN ADAMS