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