I’m sitting here alone
On my birthday
Thinking about how I didn’t
Call on yours
Waiting by my phone
But there’s only silence

If the sixth of October is here
It means the tenth of September has past
I’m trudging through another fall
But suicide season is coming fast
And I can’t help but wonder
If I’ll see you after January

25 years have taught me nothing stays
Four heartbreaks have prepared me for
But haven’t lessened the pain
One ring sums up my worst mistake
And one girl made me believe in fate

My phone still isn’t ringing
Maybe I should pick it up and call
Because when I don’t say a word
My love can’t manifest itself

It might be as simple
As looking at today as the
First of the rest of mine
Making a vow to myself
To never regret
Not speaking what’s in my heart

25 years have brought few regrets
A couple fights, so many nights
A couple hundred thousand cigarettes
Three words I never said
Keep running laps around my head
And I vow to never keep them
To myself again

I’m sitting here on my birthday
Thinking about how
I didn’t call on yours
Waiting by my phone
Hearing only silence

The man I am and
The man I want to be
Are quickly becoming the same
Because I’m sick of suffering in silence

25 years have caught me by surprise
Bringing smiles to my face
Fear to the pit of my stomach
And tears into my eyes

25 years have taught me no one cares
About anything until they’re made aware
And I want to tell you everything