I baked your favorite cake, just the way you like
Frosted with the memories of the hard days untried
Twenty-one candles, each one a silent wish
Now the cake's going stale, just like our last kiss
Left it on the counter, a faint lingering trace
Of a love that faded, left without a place
Every sight's a whisper of what we used to be
Now it's just a taste of the ache inside of me
But the birthday cake, it's all that's left to hold
A symbol of the love that's turned so cold
Every bite's a reminder, growing dry and weak
A silent reflection of the words we couldn't speak
I baked your favorite cake, just the way you like
Frosted with the memories of the hard days untried
Twenty-one candles, each one a silent wish
Now the cake's going stale, just like our last kiss
I still remember baking, mixing dreams and pain
Now the icing's cracking and it's driving me insane
Twenty-one layers, each a piece of my heart
Now it's dry and crumbling, falling apart
Left it on the counter, a faint lingering trace
Of a love that faded, left without a place
Every sigh's a whisper of what we used to be
Now it's just a taste of the ache inside of me
But the birthday cake, it's all that's left to hold
A symbol of the love that's turned so cold
Every bite's a reminder, growing dry and weak
A silent reflection of the words we couldn't speak
I baked your favorite cake, just the way you like
Frosted with the memories of the hard days untried
Twenty-one candles, each one a silent wish
Now the cake's going stale, just like our last kiss
I thought this last piece might change the way it ends
But it's just a relic of the love we couldn't mend
Left with crumbs and echoes of a dream we made
The sweetness fades to shadows as it slowly decays
But the birthday cake, it's all that's left to hold
A symbol of the love that's turned so cold
Every bite's a reminder, growing dry and weak
A silent reflection of the words we couldn't speak
So I'll leave the cake, a bittersweet display
A mark of what was lost and what won't come back someday
In the silence, it's a memory that won't go away
But the birthday cake, it's all that's left to convey
I baked your favorite cake, just the way you like
Frosted with the memories of the hard days untried
I baked your favorite cake, just the way you like
Frosted with the love that won't come back someday