Sometimes
The kindest words
Are the hardest ones to hear
And I'm trying to enjoy my birthday
I try it every year
I put my foot down
Through the cake
Every time
And what a waste of good intention
As I make space for all the gifts
It seems they're growing larger
It feels like I shrink
I tried to carry them all
Away with me
On the way home
I sprung a leak
A sweet tooth comes in handy
If your ship is going to sink
I put my foot down
Through the cake
Every time
Have a good time
And I'll try
Black rubber gloves
Pulling at strands
Of hair
It's no surprise
I'm not surprised
Again
Those werewolf gloves
Pulling at strands
Of hair
It's no surprise
That everyone was there
