Cruel Summer

Lyrics

Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
 You know that I caught 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 feeling 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
 Hang your head low in the glow of the vending machine
 I'm not dying
 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 feeling 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 coming home from the bar
 Said, "I'm fine," but it wasn't true
 I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
 She looks up, grinning like a devil
 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?"
 It's new, the shape of your body
 It's blue, the feeling 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
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:07
Key
1
Tempo
170 BPM

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