it's your birthday, 1-2-3-4, surprise! step through the door, you'll be alright all of your friends are there to wish you a goodnight a goodbye, a "thanks for the good times" or maybe that's just me? i've been chasing shadows since we left chicago every dead end says the same fucking thing never look back, but i'm not for advice i don't understand so i'll play ignorant until you miss me again