Happy Birthday - Tiny Moving Parts

Tired arms

Sweaty palms

Yet I still keep my fingers crossed

I hope you’re okay

I hope you’re okay

(Fuck!)

I gotta go somewhere far enough away

I’ve made mistakes

And I am constantly afraid

I think I think too much

I think I think too much

Your hill’s too hard to climb

I wish I had the guts

I wish I had the guts

Just enough to get over it

Yet I still keep my fingers crossed

I hope you’re okay

A smile can only bend so far before it breaks

And your cover falls apart

I thought I had another chance last year when you left

Well, I was wrong

It’s all gone

I was wrong

I think I think too much

I wish I had the guts

Just enough to get over it

Getting stoned in the back of a car

You have no idea where you are

But you’re satisfied with life

And you dont think twice of it

Every day you celebrate, celebrate

Like it’s your birthday, your birthday

Well, happy birthday

Celebrate