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Last Summer

 

Last Summer

(album: Sad Girls Club - 2017)


I'm just a new kid here
I don't know what I'm doing here
They are going to college next year
But I'll still be here
He says he wants to show me around
I've known him for a few weeks now
But I'm still waiting for us to hang out
For real

And I wouldn't really call them my friends
Go for a run just to clear my head
What did he say, did he mean what he said
It's all coming back again

This time of night
It feels like
Last summer (last summer)
What are you doing now
Have you got things figured out
I wonder (I wonder)
Do you think of me
As someone significant
Or just another (just another)
Messing with each other's heads
Making and losing friends
Chasing happiness
I was such a mess
Last summer

Now I'm waking up feeling like throwing up
And it's all because of him
But still I go out, meet them all downtown
Still trying to figure out what to think
She says he wants to see me again
But I think I maybe just wanna be friends
Trying to calm down, stop freaking out
But with him it never ends

His fingers interlaced with mine
I think about it all the time
I freaked out when I drove home, really need to be alone
So scared but I don't want to let him know
Maybe I should really learn to just stay home

This time of night
It feels like
Last summer (last summer)
What are you doing now
Have you got things figured out
I wonder (I wonder)
Do you think of me
As someone significant
Or just another (just another)
Messing with each other's heads
Making and losing friends
Chasing happiness
I was such a mess
Last summer

Last summer

My bare feet, your street
Sweating in the summer heat
Handshake, hearts break
I think I made a big mistake
Your face, your place
Telling me it's okay
Late nights, late fights
Good nights or good byes
Sunsets, read texts
What do we do next
Blurred lines, stop signs
First times, pretty eyes
Girls chasing all the guys

This time of night
It feels like
Last summer
This time of night
It feels like
Last summer

Last summer
Last summer
Last summer

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