I was stuck between the window and your face
Chasing echoes of the compliments I can’t seem to retrace
On new figures, faded figures, boarded up, nothing configures
As your weighted breath still lingers on and on and on and on
In the post cards, and the little things
The parties left in company
Stay, wait, I left your house around 8:15
It fell away, while I was grating on a window screen
And it felt like spring again
But now it’s freezing in my bed
Partied out of my pent energies this week
Your were sick but I still kissed you, the things I’d do to make you weak
But you got sicker, your lips stiffer, as we paced through our last picture
Now I’m 3 weeks past my teenage years, the sediment's still crystal clear
Stay, wait, I left your house around 8:15
It fell away, while I was grating on a window screen
And it felt like spring again
But now it’s freezing in my bed
You were perfect in my head
But now the summer ends again