The summer we had it was great.
Postcard is losing its shape.
Dust in the air.
Someone just stopped at the shore.
Falling pieces crash in my head.
The summer we had it was fun.
I am back on the run.
Questions has hurt.
Grab all your bubbles and run.
Falling pieces crash in my head.
But I won't wait for your train anymore,
Don't care if your on the run,
Cause waiting for trains ain't my game anymore.
Ain't got a crush on you,
Ain't got a crush on you anymore.
The summer we had was a hit.
We shared our last cigarette.
Questions and hurt.
Grab all your bubbles and run.
Falling pieces crash in my head.
But I won't wait for your train anymore,
Don't care if your on the run.
Cause waiting ain't my game anymore.
Ain't got a crush on you,
Ain't got a crush on you anymore.