Now as the summer fades I let you slip away. You say I'm not your type but I can make you sway. It makes you burn to learn you're not the only one. I'd let you be if you put down your blazing gun.
Now as the summer fades. I let you slip away. You say I'm not your type. But I can make you sway. . It makes you burn to learn. You're not the only one.