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

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