Driving through Ghosttown Metal horses a thousand feet high Orange sky
Pulling your top down In the back of some prettyboy´s ride You get high
Avenues Empty as .44 clips Cargo ships, teen zombies ghost-riding their whips (See how they play)
You´re always summer breaking Running wild in the street after dark You´re always summer breaking Hanging out with the boys in the park Summer is gone You´re gonna need someone To break your fall
Give him a haircut In the old kitchen chair in your yard Saint Delilah
He thinks you care Does he know you´re too bright and too hard Like a diamond
Play your game Play him the way you played me Be the girl you pretend to pretend not to be (See how they play)
You´re always summer breaking Running wild in the street after dark You´re always summer breaking Hanging round with the boys in the park Summer is gone You´re gonna need someone To break your fall
