[Verse 1] You said “it’s a real BISH birthday”, mine’s a lonely shift at the laundromat. Counting socks that don’t belong to me, like years I never asked to have. Your playlist screams through Bluetooth speakers, mine cracks on a hand-me-down cassette. You raise your glass to new beginnings, I recycle the same regrets. [Chorus] No, not my birthday. Not my night. You light sparklers, I just switch off the kitchen light. No, not my birthday. Not my song. You’re shouting in the backseat, I’ve been humming all alone. [Verse 2] You said “car service on the way.” My bus is twenty minutes late. You brag about the bottle popping, I’m staring at the expiration dates. Your crew is packed inside the Uber, I’m packed in boxes from old friends. You’re ordering shots like tomorrow won’t come, I reorder these four walls once again. [Chorus] No, not my birthday. Not my night. You light sparklers, I just switch off the kitchen light. No, not my birthday. Not my song. You’re shouting in the backseat, I’ve been humming all alone. [Bridge] You said “damn I look good.” I said nothing at all. Every picture on your story’s another name I don’t call. You got big B-Day energy, I got loops I can’t escape. You got table reservations, I got dinner on a paper plate. [Chorus] No, not my birthday. Not my night. You light sparklers, I just switch off the kitchen light. No, not my birthday. Not my song. You’re shouting in the backseat, I’ve been humming all alone. [Outro] All alone
