you had your cake and you ate it too
a group of friends sang a song for you
and hey sometimes things can go better than planned
you’re taking it in as you notice a second in
your birthday’s over
your birthday’s over

it takes its leave and it leaves you grey
but every new year’s eve has its new years day
now there’s no more special attention
and no more presents to mention
except for the lighting bill
your birthday’s over
your birthday’s over

there was a part of you that felt serene
there was a party, now there’s a floor to clean
your birthday’s over
your birthday’s over

don’t go moping in your stale beer
you’ll have another if you wait a year
and that’s only hundreds of terrible days
of torture and endless malaise that you can’t avoid
your birthday’s over
your birthday’s over
oh, your birthday’s over
over, your birthday’s over
your birthday’s over