Happy Birthday

Wasted off your perfume scent, I smell in my house
Ever since you left, you left your taste in my mouth
I found your shirt and undies all up under my bed
Yeah, all these little things make me think of you again
(Happy Birthday)

Remember that Valentines Day
Where you planned to stay late to make out
We were thirteen, Justin Bieber first sings on our speakers
And it's weird cause he's always played now
I remember waiting after school, tryna play like I was cool
You were into playing hookie with your friends, but
You finally took a chance when I took you to the dance
Thinking back now, we never shoulda went (nah)
These little things are killing me, they really seem to stay
Like how my shirt smell when you wore it for the day
But you came over last night and got my shirt stained
Another year of pain, whatever, happy birthday

Wasted off your perfume scent, I smell in my house
Ever since you left, you left your taste in my mouth
I found your shirt and undies all up under my bed
Yeah, all these little things make me think of you again
(Happy Birthday)

Oh my, you're mine
You're up, you're down
You're fine, and astounding
And I don't want to lose your ass
But you're asking for it
I still got the feels that you had me forget (fuck)
Eighth grade, thinking that you're happy or just
Way too in love to get mad at Morgan
I got your nail polish that you always had on
Now I wear it cause you're gone, gone
And you were my first fuck baby
But now you're fucking everyone
And I can't count the number that I'm on, it's done
Looking way back to when you trashed my place
Cause I didn't text you back to say "Happy Birthday"

Wasted off your perfume scent, I smell in my house
Ever since you left, you left your taste in my mouth
I found your shirt and undies all up under my bed
Yeah, all these little things make me think of you again
(Happy Birthday)

I got your shit, it's in a pile
I called it shit, 'cause it makes me smile
You're the worst in the worst way
I'm happy you're not here on my birthday
'Cause I got your shit, it's in a pile
I called it shit, 'cause it makes me smile
You're the worst in the worst way
I'm happy you're not here on my birthday

Wasted off your perfume scent, I smell in my house
Ever since you left, you left your taste in my mouth
I found your shirt and undies all up under my bed
Yeah, all these little things make me think of you again
(Here we go now)
Wasted off your perfume scent, I smell in my house
Ever since you left, you left your taste in my mouth
I found your shirt and undies all up under my bed
Yeah, all these little things make me think of you again

Uh, nananana, nananana, na
You're uninvited
Uh, uh, nananana, nana, na
Uninvited