And no birds are a-singing and the trees are a-swinging
Summer’s gone now, summer’s gone, it all faded away
And the trees are bare and the wind it blows cold
Summer’s gone now, summer’s gone
Somehow it all just came to an end
Somehow it all just faded away
Summer’s gone now, summer’s gone
And we’re left to stay
Hey, baby, listen, I know for sure
Hey, baby, listen, I can’t take this no more
Oh, and baby why not just leave you to rot
Now that summer’s gone, now summer’s gone
It’s getting colder, babe
And the trees are bare
And I admit I’m confused and scared
Now that summer’s gone, yeah summer’s gone
It’s all over now
Hey, baby, listen, I know for sure
Hey, baby, listen, I can’t take this no more
Hey, baby, listen, I can’t have this any longer
…I can’t stand you anymore
All those things I cannot bear
All those things you don’t wanna hear
Sometimes you just make me sick
Sometimes you just make me wanna leave
And if you wanna know the truth of it
You’re dead right to be scared, baby
Hey, baby, scared
‘cause I want you to be scared
And I need you to be scared
And I want you to watch me go
See me run from you, hide from you,
Laugh at you and leave you for good
And I want you to regret
And I want you to hold me back
Oh, I’m tired, baby, I’m tired, baby
And no birds are a-singing and everything is minging
Summer’s gone now, summer’s gone, it all faded away
And I really mean this, girl
It couldn’t be more from the heart
I’m not just some dog
I don’t need another one to take me for granted
Oh, yeah, we had good times
But what about them now?
Summer’s gone, yeah, summer’s gone
It makes no sense at all
Oh, yeah, we had all the fun of the fair
We had all the fun of the fucking fair
But now summer’s gone, yeah, summer’s gone
And we’re left to stray
Well, I guess, it’s not that bad
So now for chick-flick-style ending
I still care, girl
Well, I guess I would miss you far too much anyway
Yeah, I’ll miss the way you look at me
The way you hold me and press me to your breast
And press me to your lips and press me to your heart
And tell me who would hold my hand the way you do?
And who would do all the things you do?
All the things you do
Let me tell you, girl, let me tell you that I don’t care
No, I don’t care, ‘cause it wouldn’t be you