I never really cared about Christmas or your birthday Finding out your friends still hate me Cause I'm stuck in my old ways I never want to see you again Then you call on my birthday And said you were sorry for that one day in August It was Sunday, you weren't sorry then I don't know if we can get back All the love that I thought we had Cause I don't want to hear about your new boyfriend You met just last week 'cause I never really cared about who you let inside your sheets So I write this song, some sing alongs and try to get some sleep And maybe next year this world will revolve around anyone but me