Texty: Morrissey. Years Of Refusal. It's Not Your Birthday Anymore.
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Your voice it might say "no"
But the heart has a will of its own
Your voice it might say "no"
But the heart has a heart of its own
It's not your birthday anymore
There's no need to be kind to you
And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
Did you really think we meant
All those syrupy, sentimental things
That we said?
It cannot be given
And so it must be taken
It cannot be given
And so it must be taken
All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way
To the love I am now giving to you
Right here, right now on the floor
All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way
To the love I am now giving to you
Right here, right now on the floor
It's not your birthday anymore
There's no need to be kind to you
And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
Did you really think we meant
All those syrupy, sentimental things
That we said yesterday?
Your voice it might say "no"
But the heart has a will of its own
Your voice it might say "no"
But the heart has a heart of its own
It's not your birthday anymore
There's no need to be kind to you
And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
Did you really think we meant
All those syrupy, sentimental things
That we said?
It cannot be given
And so it must be taken
It cannot be given
And so it must be taken
All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way
To the love I am now giving to you
Right here, right now on the floor
All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way
To the love I am now giving to you
Right here, right now on the floor
It's not your birthday anymore
There's no need to be kind to you
And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
Did you really think we meant
All those syrupy, sentimental things
That we said yesterday?
Years of Refusal
Morrissey