Last Jacket

Happy birthday to me,

I guess. (hmmm)

And you left your denim jacket on my floor

Now I'm staring at a second profile on my phone Spinning in

a birthday spiral all alone Yeah,

you left your jacket,

now I'm on my own

Thrift-store afterparty, fairy lights are dim

I'm ordering tap water,

looking for a friend Your second Instagram is

active on the screen In the quiet of the night-drive,

I see what you mean

Because you left your denim jacket on my floor

Now I'm staring at a second profile on my phone

Spinning in a birthday spiral all alone

Yeah, you left your jacket,

now I'm on my own

One more glass of ice water and call it a night Headlights

on the highway, washing out the light I don't need the answers

anymore

Because you left your denim jacket on my floor

Now I'm staring at a second profile on my phone

Spinning in a birthday spiral all alone

Yeah, you left your jacket,

now I'm on my own

Calling it a night.

Happy birthday

to me.