🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Happy Birthday To Me - Bright Eyes

 All eyes on  calendar
 Another  I claim of total indifference
 To  the days pile up
 With decisions to be made, I'm sure  of them were wrong
 Into this song I  myself
 And with  drinks I plan to collapse
 And  this wasted year, these wasted years
 Devoted friends, they 
 And I'm  about the phone call and needing you
 Some decisions you  make
 I  it's just like breathing or not wanting to
 There are some things you can't 
 I guess  it's typical
 To cling to memories  never get back again
  to sort through old photographs
 Of a summer long ago or a friend that you  to know
 And  below
  frozen face
 You wrote the name and that ancient  that ancient date
 And you can't believe  he's really gone
 When all  left is a fucking song and
 I'm sorry  the phone call; and waking you.
 I know that it  late,
 But thank you for talking, because I needed 
 Some things just can't