I won't be having you as my birthday gift. How sad.
How sad of me depending the greatness of my birthday on your presence.
How I wish for a miracle. I wish for you to shock me and say you want me. You need me. Oh baby oh baby.
I really need a sign to let you go. For good. Please. I want to cry over you. But I'm not even sure you're worth it.
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