Bright Eyes - Happy Birthday To Me (Feb. 15) Lyrics
All eyes on the calendarAnother year I claim of total indifferenceTo here, the days pile upWith decisions to be made, I'm sure all of them were wrongInto this song I send myselfAnd with these drinks I plan to collapseAnd forget this wasted year, these wasted yearsDevoted friends, they disappearAnd I'm sorry about the phone call and needing youSome decisions you don't makeI guess it's just like breathing and not wanting toThere are some things you can't fakeI guess that it's typicalTo cling to memories you'll never get back againAnd to sort through old photographsOf a summer long ago or a friend that you used to knowAnd there belowHis frozen faceYou wrote the name and that ancient date, that ancient dateAnd you can't believe that he's really goneWhen all that's left is a *****ing song andI'm sorry about the phone call; and waking you.I know that it is late,But thank you for talking, because I needed to.Some things just can't wait.(Yeah, some things just can't wait)