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It's your birthday, come to the kitchen We're gonna sing now, so sit and listen Oh wait, you're changing faces I hope we get the nice version tonight Tired of the mean one, and I don't want to fight Everyone who's patient enough to put up with you Is gathered around to sing and eat cake I got you a hat, but where will you wear it? Difficult to choose when you're more than two-faced I gave you space and time and I hoped you'd make up your mind You took my time and you threw me away I gave you space and time, and you gave me nothing Happy fucking birthday It's your birthday, you'll get your way now When you're the king though, that's every day now Our glorious leader Among your subjects universally known And I'm here with them, but I feel so alone Everyone you haven't managed to drive away Is out spreading lies in your name You've talked down about everyone here with me And I'm sure with them, you've done the same I gave you space and time and I hoped you'd make up your mind You took my time and you threw me away I gave you space and time, and you gave me nothing Happy fucking birthday And we all kinda hate each other And we all only want to win you over Oh, but now I see You played party games with me You blew out the candles and I made a wish That this time next year, I'd be far away from here Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday dear- I gave you space and time and I hoped you'd make up your mind You took my time and you threw me away I gave you space and time, and you gave me nothing I learned my lesson Happy fucking birthday
Writer(s): Jordan Lindley, Anne Elizabeth Reburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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