Happy birthday
My runaway
Its December
The month you went away
This is the cost of love
To be lost, my love
Dont be distraught
This is the cost of loveI took them down. I took them down.
I took the posters from the walls
I took the carpet from the hall
I took them back. I took them back.
Took back the brain distracting books
I took the curtains from their hooksMy doctor said to let up on it now
Get on with it some how
That aint sitting wellIn the month of May
My runaway
I sat out on the street
I tried to be discreet
But this is the cost of love
To be lost, my love
Dont be distraught
This is the cost of loveI took them down. I took them down.
I took the posters from the walls
I took the carpet from the hall
I took them back. I took them back.
Took back the brain distracting books
I took the curtains from their hooksMy doctor said to let up on it now
Get on with it some how
But that aint sitting wellMy doctor said to let up on it now
Get on with it some how
Dont worry, that aint sitting wellHappy birthday
My runaway
Its December
The month you went away