Summer Clothes

[Verse 1] Dysfunctional Yeah, back then we were indestructible Put all my money on the queen of hearts and lost it Found demons in the closet What a time, I felt so alive [Chorus] Yeah, in my head I'm holding you close And tasting the sugar on your collarbones I know you know That I miss your soul How punk music turns you on And getting you off in summer clothes [Post-Chorus] (Summer clothes) (And getting you off in summer clothes) (Summer clothes) [Verse 2] From tracing your silhouette in Egyptian cotton sheets To waking alone in bed, your voice still haunting me Your eyes running like a faucet, sorry and exhaustеd Yeah, it's fine, I just wanna die [Chorus] Yеah, in my head I'm holding you close And tasting the sugar on your collarbones I know you know That I miss your soul How punk music turns you on And getting you off in summer clothes [Post-Chorus] (Summer clothes) (And getting you off in summer clothes) (Summer clothes) [Chorus] Yeah, in my head I'm holding you close And tasting the sugar on your collarbones I know you know That I miss your soul How punk music turns you on And getting you off... [Chorus] Yeah, yeah, in my head I'm holding you close And tasting the sugar on your collarbones I know you know That I miss your soul How punk music turns you on And getting you off in summer clothes [Outro] (Summer clothes) (Tasting) (Tasting) (Tasting) (And getting you off in summer clothes) (Tasting) (Tasting) (Tasting) (And getting you off in summer clothes) (Summer clothes)