Summer Ends
This is the way I think the summer should end
This is the wave before the kick in the chest
I'm pouring over the pages of that boring book
You left by my window
So I took a look
Who told you that I'm so confused?
And oh my God
That's not good news
This season's girl with the dirty nails
Has passed the test
Now her sheets seem so, so stale
Have you seen her car kids?
It's so cool
You should see her haircut
It breaks all the rules
Do you think that we could try
Maybe we would try again?
I'm sending a message to the rest of the world
The world is empty or haven't you heard?
I've opened the closet on the dying breed
Bred too fast from atomic seed
Who told you that I'm so confused?
I know that angle doesn't wash with you
The tension's tight, too tight too fail
I sold your books and clothes and read your mail
Have you seen her car kids?
It's so cool
You should see her haircut
It breaks all the rules
Do you think that we could try
Maybe we could try again?
This is a recipe for a disaster
Two parts anger one part lust
I hope against hope, my cheque's in the mail
I'll pop another vitamin and hope that's done enough
This is the way I think the summer should end
This is the wave before the kick in the chest
I'm pouring over the pages of that boring book
You left by my window
So I took a look
Who told you that I'm so confused?
And oh my God
That's not good news
This season's girl with the dirty nails
Has passed the test
Now her sheets seem so, so stale
Way i think the summer should end
This is the way i think the summer should end (x3)
This is the wave before the kick in the chest
I'm pouring over the pages of that boring book
You left by my window
So I took a look
Who told you that I'm so confused?
And oh my God
That's not good news
This season's girl with the dirty nails
Has passed the test
Now her sheets seem so, so stale
Have you seen her car kids?
It's so cool
You should see her haircut
It breaks all the rules
Do you think that we could try
Maybe we would try again?
I'm sending a message to the rest of the world
The world is empty or haven't you heard?
I've opened the closet on the dying breed
Bred too fast from atomic seed
Who told you that I'm so confused?
I know that angle doesn't wash with you
The tension's tight, too tight too fail
I sold your books and clothes and read your mail
Have you seen her car kids?
It's so cool
You should see her haircut
It breaks all the rules
Do you think that we could try
Maybe we could try again?
This is a recipe for a disaster
Two parts anger one part lust
I hope against hope, my cheque's in the mail
I'll pop another vitamin and hope that's done enough
This is the way I think the summer should end
This is the wave before the kick in the chest
I'm pouring over the pages of that boring book
You left by my window
So I took a look
Who told you that I'm so confused?
And oh my God
That's not good news
This season's girl with the dirty nails
Has passed the test
Now her sheets seem so, so stale
Way i think the summer should end
This is the way i think the summer should end (x3)
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Ferris, Jamie Paul Burchell
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