Your clothes out on the blacktop
Scattered suits on the street frames
And broken pictures in the mid september heat
We set these nights on fire so hot we burned it down
Now you're all that's left of us is ashes on the ground
I told you back in june you knew well what I would do
Three hundred sixty five days
You've been making me wait
So keep your two timing game
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over
Over over over
Drop your keys from six stories
Shout out it's raining green
Don't tell lies in heaven or an angel will get mean
Diamonds and white gold watches
Watch how fast they will soar
You always said you wanted to give back to the poor
I told you back in june you knew well what I would
Three hundred sixty five days
You've been making me wait
So keep your two timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over oh yeah
Over over over
I won't be your debutante
Or be the fool to your survive
I can't fix your cracked up dreams
While the leaves fall off these trees
I won't spend the winter nights
Holding on to what ain't right
You might break your words real fast
But mine are made to last
Three hundred sixty five days
You've been making me wait
So keep your two timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over over over
Three hundred sixty five days
You've been making me wait
So keep your two timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over
Over over over now
Over now