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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Lead Vocals
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Piano
JT Bates
JT Bates
Drums
James McAlister
James McAlister
Synthesizer
Thomas Bartlett
Thomas Bartlett
Synthesizer
Rob Moose
Rob Moose
Violin
Benjamin Lanz
Benjamin Lanz
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Songwriter
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Songwriter
Rob Moose
Rob Moose
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Producer
Bella Blasko
Bella Blasko
Recording Engineer
Jonathan Low
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
James McAlister
James McAlister
Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Thomas Bartlett
Thomas Bartlett
Recording Engineer
Benjamin Lanz
Benjamin Lanz
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Got a call from my mother who wishes she was here
A couple cards in the post that I'm reading
I want the warmth of the summer, the cold too cold to bear
The only plus is the sweater, I need it
I broke apart from my lover a couple months ago
If they were here, then I guess I wouldn't be alone
This is the life in the city, and that's the way it goes
But it's a fine excuse just to leave it
[PreChorus]
I hit 'em up and I asked, "Are you coming over?"
And all I got was a shrug and an "I don't know"
[Chorus]
And everyone I know is hidden away
Trying to make their bodies clean again
And they don't want to celebrate
Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Always the month when parties come to an end
The same excuses from every friend
Another year and now we're here again
Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Another birthday alone
La-la-lay-la-la-lay
Another birthday alone
La-la-lay-la-la-lay
[Verse 2]
I hit a bar in town, give my card to start a tab
Every day that we're here, well, we're never getting back
And so I'll drink for the confidence 'cause that's what I lack
And end up talking to strangers and find another plan
I end the night in the cab, head spinning on my own
Watching pointless shit and flicking through my phone
And would April be better? I guess I'll never know
I take the keys from my pocket and stumble into home
[PreChorus]
And I feel low, but I guess I could feel lower
I'm heading down and now I'm on a roll
[Chorus]
And everyone I know is hidden away
Trying to make their bodies clean again
And they don't want to celebrate
Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Always the month when parties come to an end
The same excuses from every friend
Another year and now we're here again
Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Another birthday alone
La-la-lay-la-la-lay
Another birthday alone
La-la-lay-la-la-lay
[PreChorus]
I feel low, but I guess I could feel lower
I'm heading down and now I'm on a roll
[Chorus]
And everyone I know is hidden away
Trying to make their bodies clean again
And they don't want to celebrate
Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Always the month when parties come to an end
The same excuses from every friend
Another year and now we're here again
Nobody cares this is the day I was born
Another birthday alone
La-la-lay-la-la-lay
Another birthday alone
La-la-lay-la-la-lay
Written by: Aaron Dessner, Ed Sheeran
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