"Cruel Summer" lyrics
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
I hope you spit on my name for the last time
VVS baby, ice in the summertime
I'll be back in the winter, hope you don't mind
I try to be the one that keep you warm the whole night
I still remember when I'm backing out the driveway
Looking at you while you're looking at me sideways
Now I'm doing 95 on the highway
I'm going my way
And there's no one out there, you feel so lost
A sure-fire feeling, this holocaust
Consumed by doughts that you know will cost you
The way you've lived so long
So long
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
I used to think that I had it all figured out
Sick of being alone, you're went a different route
Sick of holding you down when you just run your mouth
Baby girl, can you tell what it's all about?
I still remember seeing you backing out the driveway
You're the feeling that I said I'd never replay
Now it's clear I never needed you anyway
Can't meet me halfway
And there's no one out there, you feel so lost
A sure-fire feeling, this holocaust
Consumed by doughts that you know will cost you
The way you've lived so long
So long
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face (my face)
Makes it hard for me to do the right things (right things)
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace (disgrace)
All in all, this is the mess that you made (you made)
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face (my face)
Makes it hard for me to do the right things (right things)
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace (disgrace)
All in all, this is the mess that you made (you made)
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
I hope you spit on my name for the last time
VVS baby, ice in the summertime
I'll be back in the winter, hope you don't mind
I try to be the one that keep you warm the whole night
I still remember when I'm backing out the driveway
Looking at you while you're looking at me sideways
Now I'm doing 95 on the highway
I'm going my way
And there's no one out there, you feel so lost
A sure-fire feeling, this holocaust
Consumed by doughts that you know will cost you
The way you've lived so long
So long
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
I used to think that I had it all figured out
Sick of being alone, you're went a different route
Sick of holding you down when you just run your mouth
Baby girl, can you tell what it's all about?
I still remember seeing you backing out the driveway
You're the feeling that I said I'd never replay
Now it's clear I never needed you anyway
Can't meet me halfway
And there's no one out there, you feel so lost
A sure-fire feeling, this holocaust
Consumed by doughts that you know will cost you
The way you've lived so long
So long
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face (my face)
Makes it hard for me to do the right things (right things)
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace (disgrace)
All in all, this is the mess that you made (you made)
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face (my face)
Makes it hard for me to do the right things (right things)
I'm losing sight and losing count of the ways
I'm fucking breaking
When every fight is just a fucking disgrace (disgrace)
All in all, this is the mess that you made (you made)
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fucking breaking
Writer(s): Gregory Long
