Maisie Peters - Birthday

^GbYou would always show up^Db late ^GbA deck of excuses in your^Db hands ^EbmI would be the ^Gbfirst to ^Dbclaim I didn't mind I under^Gbstand ^{Db Gb}I put all my songs into a t^Dbape ^GbAll my words you held inside your^Db hand And ^EbmI don't think you ^Gbever even ^Dblistened to them once I under^Gbstand ^Db

Waiting a^Ebmround, still halfway ^Gbhopeful that you'll^Bbm show You said you'd ^Ebmcall, of course you ^Gbwon't, I should've ^Bbmknown ^Ab

^BbmYou're not here again,^Gb I'm not surprised ^DbI hate how long it took^Fm to realize ^BbmYou don't remember or ^Gbyou just don't care ^DbToday's my birthday ^Ab And you're ^Bbmstill not ^Gbthere You're ^Dbstill not ^Abthere

^GbSat crossed legged by th^Dbe phone ^GbIt's 2 AM, the candles al^Dbl burned out ^EbmAnd I could pre^Gbtend that^Db it's okay I under^Gbstand, but ^DbI don't

Waited ar^Ebmound, I should've kno^Gbwn, you wouldn't sh^Bbmow And I'm just a ^Ebmfool who spent her b^Gbirthday all alone ^{Bbm Ab}

^BbmYou're not here again,^Gb I'm not surprised ^DbI hate how long it took^Fm to realize ^BbmYou don't remember or ^Gbyou just don't care ^DbToday's my birthday ^Ab And you're ^Bbmstill not ^Gbthere You're ^Dbstill not ^Abthere

^EbmI never asked for ^Gbanything more than o^Abne ^Bbmhappy b^Gbirthday ^EbmI never asked for ^Gbanything more than h^Abapp^Bbmy birth^Gbday

^BbmYou're not here again,^Gb I'm not surprised ^DbI hate how long it took^Fm to realize ^BbmThat you don't remember, do you? ^GbOr you don't care ^DbToday's my birthday ^Ab And you're ^Bbmstill not ^Gbthere You're ^Dbstill not ^Abthere

You're ^Bbmstill not ^Gbthere You're ^Dbstill not ^Abthere