When we were young
We'd all have fun
Out in the sun
It was our favorite time
Summertime
But now we fight
We've had a rout
Have things gone south
Why don't you shut your mouth
Quiet time
I don't wanna see your face no more
So get away from me
I don't wanna see your face no more
So get away from me
I might be evil
Or I might be sad
Might be real
Or made of wax
Let's make a candle
We can smash
Have a party
Throw a f*cking bash
Let's have ourselves a meltdown
When we were young
We'd all go out
We'd all have fun
Inside our costume house
Summertime
Now we fight
We spic-er-spat
I'm done with that
Why don't you shut your mouth
Quiet time
I don't want to hear your voice no more
I find it annoying
I don't want to hear your thoughts no more
They're not bright
I might be evil
Or I might be sad
Might be real
Or made of wax
Let's make a candle
We can smash
Have a party
Throw a f*cking bash
Let's have ourselves a meltdown