Summer

Middle of July
I think I miss you
Stayin' out all night
Ain't got shit to do

On a train
And I'm feeling like I wanna do something
I'll regret
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning

So I choose marijuana, cigarettes
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
So I just met a boy I can't forget
James Dean on a ****ing city bike

Think I'll start a band
Play some Nirvana
Don't have any plans
I miss Obama

On a train
And I'm feeling like I wanna do something
I'll regret
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning

So I choose marijuana, cigarettes
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
So I just met a boy I can't forget
James Dean on a ****ing city bike

(So I choose marijuana, cigarettes
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
So I just met a boy I can't forget
James Dean on a ****ing city bike)