Birthday Ticket

Oh-oh, another year around the sun

Happy birthday to my own head Spiraling out in the driveway instead

While the bassline shakes the floorboards Can we skip the part where

we get old?

My cousin texts in four-minute voice notes

Says she's outside

but she never shows

She walks out mid-sentence,

leaves me on read To wander through the lawn chairs in her

head

I'm looking at the windshield through the glass

While the daylight starts to pass

Happy birthday

to my own head Spiraling out in the driveway instead While the

bassline shakes the floorboards Can we skip the part where we get

old?

Now we're out in the backyard,

grass on our knees

Around a dying speaker

swinging from the trees

And that orange parking ticket under the wiper blade Stays visible in

the shadow we made

I'm looking at the windshield through the glass

While the daylight starts to pass

Happy birthday to my own head Spiraling out in the driveway instead

While the bassline shakes the floorboards Can we skip the part where

we get old? (ooh,

get old!)

Just another year around the sun With a ticket on the glass (yeah)