Love was not coming and no one is smiling any more
Her mind was fighting with the heart
The answering machine was stuck on repeat
I'm sorry
The final words whispers through the room cutting deep
Her lovers voice will forever be lovely and sultry
She couldn't help the slow spread of desire but anger was thicker
And by the 13th apology, the voice met the sharp side of the Hammer.
Words scattered blending into the air, ripping the silence apart
It matched a broken heart for her mind had won and danced in victorious sorrow
Happy Birthday to me
She sing, the sad song low and deep
Happy Birthday to me
She sing the aches from beyond the soul
What a wonderful day to celebrate
She cry, long and hard
Turning a whole 19.