Happy B-Day

I've seen you watching her
Every time she crosses the floor
So why don't you just go and talk to
The one you really adore?
I'm getting pretty used to being
The one you always ignore
When somebody wants you
I've seen it before

You're every kind of color
There ain't nothing that you won't claim
Your ambition and promise
And your addiction to fame
And everyone's got a dollar sign
After their name
When somebody wants you
You treat them just the same

So go on and pick up
You don't care what poison you choose
And what person you lose
Should've been me, yeah
Shouldn't it be?

The crushing quiet
Blows in through your window
To someone that wants you
That you'll never know
But I'll pick up around you
And clear everything out
Leave you where I found you
I figured you out
Leave you where I found you
I figured you out