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