Birthday Girl

FLETCHER

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    The night we met, we found out we were born on the same day
    It was weird but kinda cute
    And now it's weird but fuckin’ sucks
    'Cause we broke up and I'm scared it’ll never feel the same way
    I hate that song without your name
    And mine looks lonely on the cake
    Where you gonna be on march 18th at 11:59?
    What you gonna put your lips on now at midnight?

    Birthday girl, do you think of me?
    Do you wish you didn't but you have to?
    Like I have to, mm
    Birthday girl, I think of you
    I kinda wish I didn't but I have to
    Like you have to, mm
    Birthday girl, oh-oh-oh
    Birthday girl, oh-oh-oh

    I don't know myself without you and I want to
    Just a little more than I want you
    Three hundred eighty-five thousand people born every day
    That's special, we were special and it's never gonna change
    And somethin' can be wrong even if nothing's wrong
    I know it seemed like shitty reasons for callin’ it off
    There were so many things I couldn’t be for you
    But you know that I'm always gonna be

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    Your birthday girl, do you think of me?
    Do you wish you didn’t but you have to?
    Like I have to, mm
    Birthday girl, I think of you
    I kinda wish I didn't but I have to
    Like you have to, oh
    Birthday girl, oh-oh-oh
    Birthday girl, oh-oh-oh

    Where you gonna be on march 18th at 11:59?
    What you gonna put your lips on now at midnight?

    Birthday girl, do you think of me?
    Do you wish you didn't but you have to?
    Like I have to, mm
    Birthday girl, I think of you
    I kinda wish I didn't but I have to
    Like you have to
    My birthday girl, ooh-ooh-ooh
    Birthday girl, ooh-oh-woah

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    Composition: Fletcher, Ryan Marrone, and JP Saxe

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