sit and stare at the bedroom wall, never knowing if im loved at all
16 candles on your birthday cake yet i never knew the kind of smile i made
the whole town turned out for your affair, but you were more worried about the color of your hair
on and on it goes
16 candles on your birthday cake yet i never knew the kind of smile i made
the whole town turned out for your affair, but you were more worried about the color of your hair
on and on it goes
Hehe.
Oh darn I rhymed.
Oh well... Solidarity!