Happy Birthday

All the open doors just waiting
 All the stories to be told
 All the time I spent just wishing
 I was dead, stiff, and cold
 All the big goals that I shoot for
 That inevitably come to shit
 All the people I can't remember,
 All the scars I can't forget
 Happy birthday to me,
 Happy birthday to me
 For all the good friends that I dumped on
 And strangers that I kissed
 For all the other people's birthdays
 That I brazenly missed
 For all the things that I did right
 And all the people I did wrong
 For all the work that I put off
 So I could write these stupid songs
 Happy birthday to me
 Happy birthday to me
 If I knew what I was after
 Then I'd never have complaints
 I'd just float along, do people wrong,
 And claim that I'm a saint
 But I can't pretend I'm happy
 And no I won't smile just for you
 I would rather let you hate me
 If I don't share your point of view
 I had spent my whole life racing
 'Til there was nothing left to do
 But sit back and laugh at how much shit
 I used to think I knew
 Happy birthday to me
 Happy birthday to me