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)