D - XX0323Em - 022000G - 320033A - X02220D Em GD Em GD Em All eyes on the calendarG Another year I claim of total indifferenceD Em To here the days pile upG With decisions to be made, I'm sure all of them were wrongD Em Into this song I send myselfG And with these drinks I plan to collapseD Em And forget this wasted year, these wasted yearsG Devoted friends, they disappearA G A And I'm sorry about the phone call and needing youG Some decisions you don't makeA G A I guess it's like breathing and not wanting toG There are some things you can't fakeD Em GD Em GD Em I guess that it's typicalG To cling to memories you'll never get back againD Em And to sort through old photographsG Of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to knowD Em And there below his frozen faceG You wrote the name and that ancient date, that ancient dateD Em And you can't believe that he's really goneG When all that's left is a fucking songA G A And I'm sorry about the phone call and waking youG I know that it's lateA G A But thank you for talking because I needed toG Some things just can't wait
Happy Birthday To Me
Bright Eyes
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