What You Did This Summer
Your sister says she tried her best
Her dirty bedroom tells a million stories - each worse than the last
But that's none of our concern
There's furniture to burn
Your sister went and fell in love
But maybe not the kind of "love" your mom and dad were thinking of
She's gonna do just fine
She lands on her feet every time
There's a whisper on the wind
Feel the tremors creeping in
You can't wait to tell your friends
What you did this summer
Burn your conscience to the ground
There's nothing left to think about
It's no use now, the secret's out
What you did this summer
Your sister disappeared again
Took up an English accent, cut her hair, abandoned all her friends
She'll learn to make her luck
You need people like us
There's a whisper on the wind
Feel the tremors creeping in
You can't wait to tell your friends
What you did this summer
Burn your conscience to the ground
There's nothing left to think about
It's no use now, the secret's out
What you did this summer
There's a whisper on the wind
Feel the tremors creeping in
You can't wait to tell your friends
What you did this summer
Burn your conscience to the ground
There's nothing left to think about
It's no use now, the secret's out
What you did this summer
Her dirty bedroom tells a million stories - each worse than the last
But that's none of our concern
There's furniture to burn
Your sister went and fell in love
But maybe not the kind of "love" your mom and dad were thinking of
She's gonna do just fine
She lands on her feet every time
There's a whisper on the wind
Feel the tremors creeping in
You can't wait to tell your friends
What you did this summer
Burn your conscience to the ground
There's nothing left to think about
It's no use now, the secret's out
What you did this summer
Your sister disappeared again
Took up an English accent, cut her hair, abandoned all her friends
She'll learn to make her luck
You need people like us
There's a whisper on the wind
Feel the tremors creeping in
You can't wait to tell your friends
What you did this summer
Burn your conscience to the ground
There's nothing left to think about
It's no use now, the secret's out
What you did this summer
There's a whisper on the wind
Feel the tremors creeping in
You can't wait to tell your friends
What you did this summer
Burn your conscience to the ground
There's nothing left to think about
It's no use now, the secret's out
What you did this summer
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Writer(s): Bryn Rich
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