The night we met
We found out we were born on the same day
It was weird but kinda cute
And now it's weird but fucking sucks
'Cause we broke up
And I'm scared that it'll never feel the same way
I hate that song without your name
And mine looks lonely on the cake

Where you gonna be on March 18th at 11:59?
What you gonna put your lips on now at midnight?

Birthday girl, do you think of me?
Do you wish you didn't but you have to?
Like I have to
Birthday girl, I think of you
I kinda wish I didn't but I have to
Like you have to
Birthday girl, ooh
Birthday girl, ooh

I don't know myself without you and I want to
Just a little more than I want you
Three hundred eighty five thousand people born every day
That's special, we were special and it's never gonna change
And something can be wrong even if nothing's wrong
I know it seemed like shitty reasons for calling it off
There were so many things I couldn't be for you
But you know that I'm always gonna be your

Birthday girl, do you think of me?
Do you wish you didn't but you have to?
Like I have to
Birthday girl, I think of you
I kinda wish I didn't but I have to
Like you have to
Birthday girl, ooh
Birthday girl, ooh

Where you gonna be on March 18th at 11:59?
What you gonna put your lips on now at midnight?

Birthday girl, do you think of me?
Do you wish you didn't but you have to?
Like I have to
Birthday girl, I think of you
I kinda wish I didn't but I have to
Like you have to
My birthday girl, ooh
Birthday girl, ooh

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Cari Fletcher, JP Saxe, Ryan Marrone