- cifra
I bet you think you're the king of this town
The way you wear your crown
I bet you think I am not for you
But you have gone too far
I know you think that you are Superman
And I'm supposed to be your biggest fan
Am I supposed to be like Marilyn
While you act like Kennedy?
Happy birthday, happy birthday
I hope your day was ok
While wiping up my tears from the floor
You're blaming the alcohol
Do you think I am made of steel?
That I am just a toy and I don't feel?
Like every bullet just fallen off
When the truth falls apart
Happy birthday, happy birthday
I hope the cake was ok
While I'm picking up my heart off the floor
You'll be blaming the alcohol
