Lose in the Summer -

Wait for calls that never come

And when they do, words aren’t enough

Always dreamed we’d cross the line

And wear our shades on the inside

Wanted more than what I had

Now it’s gone, I want it back

Chasing how things used to be

We’re all looking for that feeling.

Some of us are dying, trying to find it

Some of us are trying, dying to rewind it

We don’t really know

What we want

We think that we know

What we want

We don’t really know

What we want

But we’ll spend ourselves to get it

Then we can’t do nothing with it

We’ll leave it all behind

Walked right past a crystal spring

To a stagnant pool, to take a drink

Forgot my face until I saw

It staring back in a mud puddle

No matter what You’re offering

We’d rather pay for lesser things

It’s fine for them, but not for me

‘Cause only the broke take things for free

Some of us are dying, trying to buy it

Some of us are dying, and so we’ll try it

We don’t really know

What we want

We think that we know

What we want

We don’t really know

What we want

But we’ll spend ourselves to get it

Then we can’t do nothing with it

We’ll leave it all behind

How do we live, love, and lose in the summer?

What if the speaker is calling your number?

What if the ones that you love are all leaving

And the truth doesn’t jive with what you’re believing?

How do we live, love, and lose in the summer?

What if the speaker is calling your number?

What if death starts to change your perception

And money can’t buy all the things that you’re missing?

We don’t really know

What we want

We think that we know

What we want

We don’t really know