Cruel Summer (LP Giobbi Remix)

Fever dream, high in the quiet of the night

You know that I caught it (I want it)

Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price

You know that I bought it

Killing me slow, out the window

I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below

Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes

What doesn't kill me makes me want you more

And it's new, the shape of your body

It's blue, the feelin' I've got

And it's ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer

"It's cool," that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven

But ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer with you

With you

With you

With you

New, the shape of your body

It's blue, the feelin' I've got

And it's ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer

"It's cool," that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven

But ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer with you

Your head low in the glow of the vending machine

I'm not dying (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it)

We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times

We're not trying

So cut the headlights, summer's a knife

I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone

Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes

And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know, oh

It's new, the shape of your body

It's blue, the feelin' I've got

And it's ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer

"It's cool," that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven

But ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer with you

New, the shape of your body

It's blue, the feelin' I've got

And it's ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer

"It's cool," that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven

But ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer with you

I'm drunk in the back of the car

And I cried like a baby comin' home from the bar

Said, "I'm fine," but it wasn't true

I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

And I snuck in through the garden gate

Every night that summer just to seal my fate, oh

And I scream, "For whatever it's worth

I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

He looks up, grinnin' like a devil

It's new, the shape of your body

It's blue, the feelin' I've got

And it's ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer

"It's cool," that's what I tell 'em

No rules in breakable heaven

But ooh, whoa-oh

It's a cruel summer

I'm drunk in the back of the car

And I cried like a baby comin' home from the bar, oh

Said, "I'm fine," but it wasn't true

I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

And I snuck in through the garden gate

Every night that summer just to seal my fate

And I scream, "For whatever it's worth

I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

With you

With you

With you