"Summer Clothes (Remix)" lyrics

Dysfunctional
Yeah, back then, we were indestructible
Put all my money on the queen of hearts and lost it
Found demons in the closet
What a time, I felt so alive

Yeah, in my head
I'm holding you close
And tasting the sugar on your
Collarbones, I know you know
That I miss your soul
How punk music turns you on, and
Getting you off in summer clothes

Summer clothes
Getting you off in summer clothes
Summer clothes

Yeah, I've been tracing your silhouette in Egyptian cotton sheets
To waking, alone in bed, your voice still haunting me
Your eyes running like a faucet, I'm sorry and exhausted
Yeah, it's fine, I just wanna die

'Cause every time I feel okay
I wake up and I realize, I'm out of luck
So I watch your favorite movies
Call it torture, but it's soothing, 'cause
You're moving on while I'm stuck
You're making out, and I'm still in love
(I should be giving up)

Yeah, in my head
I'm holding you close
And tasting the sugar on your
Collarbones, I know you know
I know you know
That I miss your soul
How punk music turns you on, and
Getting you off in summer clothes

Summer clothes
Getting you off in summer clothes
Summer clothes
Getting you off in summer clothes

Yeah, in my head
I'm holding you close
Tasting the sugar on your
Collarbones, I know you know
That I miss your soul
How punk music turns you on, and
Getting you off, yeah

Yeah, yeah in my head
I'm holding you close
And tasting the sugar on your
Collarbones, I know you know
That I miss your soul
How punk music turns you on, and
Getting you off in summer clothes

(Summer clothes)
Tasting, tasting, tasting
(Getting you off in summer clothes)
Summer clothes
Tasting, tasting, tasting
(Getting you off in summer clothes)
Summer clothes