July

Sit back and relax, take your time
We're not even in July
But summers gone
I mean the weather is nice
I'm just stuck in days that passed by

So, let me take a hit
I'll cut the story short
And tell a lie for the sake of it
Wrong way on a one-way road
No time to turn back
We're all ghosts and were on our own

Lost in these streets
The whole world is in reach
We all have our city dreams
Just remember that small towns
And hometowns play for keeps
Our trips down memory lane
That end in disaster
And the ambulance is late at the scene
Just let me take one breath
I'll let the punches roll
Just to take a hit

Sit back, relax, take your time
We didn't even get to say goodbye
Now summers gone
And I'm stuck in my mind
In the last days of July

So, let me take a hit
It's how the story goes
Keep telling lies to make sense of it
Two wrongs don't make it right
No time to turn back
We're all ghosts and were on our own
(We're all ghosts and were on our own)

So, let me take a hit
I'll cut the story short
And tell a lie for the sake of it
Wrong way on a one-way road
No time to turn back
We're all ghosts and were on our own

Sway back and feign death
It's only way to escape this
Maybe it's time to turn back
But remember that small towns
And hometowns play for keeps

Sit back, relax, take your time
Who the hell cares about July?
And our summer song
That was stuck on my mind
For the best part of the fall
So, let me take a hit
I'll cut the story short
Not telling lies, I'm done, I quit
Third time and I made it right
No need to turn back
We're all ghosts and were on our own

We're all ghosts and were on our own
Who the hell cares about July?