Summer Quarter

Summer makes me uneven Cherries on the floor, no visitor Stuck in what you could call a feelin' I can't beat the rhythm right Not like you Talkin', kinda without a reason Just to make my mouth do somethin' I swear I'm gonna say the right thing Not to you So get me on the phone, I'm sufferin' You know I can't be alone like that Not like you I'm not like you I just wanna be small and underwhelming Cherries on the floor, blood on my bed So get me on the phone, I'm sufferin' You know I can't be alone like that In someonе else's home, I'm not likе you