Songtexte

Backseat taxi Taking me away from you My bracelet, shoelaces I stole from your combat boots Reckless, restless I count the exit signs To get you off my mind, my mind It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you Kissing your tattoos, smoking in your room I let my guard down, I never meant to It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you I'm not the same when I'm not around you Crying in Malibu, drunk in the bathroom Trying to call you It's gonna be a fucked up summer Headphones, alone Our goodbye is on repeat False hope, quick smoke Thinking I'll get some sleep Your ghost follows me A new city every night I still count the exit signs It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you Kissing your tattoos, smoking in your room I let my guard down, I never meant to It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you I'm not the same when I'm not around you Crying in Malibu, drunk in the bathroom Trying to call you It's gonna be a fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer It's gonna be a fucked up summer If you said six months back We'd be here, I'd just laugh Thinking that we'd never wanna run from this We were wrong It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you 'Cause I can't stop thinking about you Kissing your tattoos, smoking in your room I let my guard down (I never meant to) It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you I'm not the same when I'm not around you Crying in Malibu, drunk in the bathroom Trying to call you It's gonna be a fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer Fucked up summer (ooh) It's gonna be a fucked up summer (ooh) Summer (ooh) Fucked up summer (ooh) It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you (ooh) Fucked-up summer (ooh) It's gonna be a fucked up summer without you (ooh)
Writer(s): Michael Mceachern, Jacob Hawkes, David Breadmore Arkwright, Kevin Hissink, Justin Gammella, Teal Douville, Roseary Louise Darling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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