Everyone says it’s gonna be a good day,
But what about those who aren’t here?
The ones I wanna be celebrating with,
Their gone,
And I’m here,
stuck,
Celebrating another year with people who don’t actually care,
All I hear is,
If only’s and maybe’s,
But really it if you were good enough and no,
So I’ll be another year older,
But who can I really celebrate it with?