Happy Fucking Birthday

Snap out of it, stop thinking 'bout yourself
Go to bed, get your head out of tomorrow, you'll be fine
You don't have to be all the things you thought you'd be by twenty-nine
Get over it, are you really losing sleep,
Over things that you miss that you've never even had?
Oh what a way to waste a night, what a way to waste a life
It's like losing the lottery and feeling sad
It's like craving the champagne that you drank too fast
It's like blowing out the candles and wishing your life was somewhere different
That you were still seventeen
Oh, happy, happy fucking birthday to me
Snap out of it, stop living in your head
Your regrets, they're only memories,
They don't have to bring you down
So leave the house, throw your mind out of the window, feel alive
Stop losing the lottery and feeling sad
And craving the champagne that you drank too fast
Stop blowing out the candles and wishing your life was somewhere different
That you were still seventeen
Oh, happy, happy fucking birthday to me
(Happy fucking birthday)
Happy fucking birthday to me
(Happy fucking birthday)
Snap out of it,
Get over it
You don't have to be all the things you thought you'd be by twenty-nine
Snap over it,
Get over it,
You don't have to be all the things you thought you'd be by twenty-nine
Snap out of it,
Get over it
You don't have to be all the things you thought you'd be by twenty-nine
Snap over it,
Get over it,
You don't have to be all the things you thought you'd be by twenty-nine
By twenty-nine
Snap out of it,
Get over it, oh
Happy fucking birthday to me