Another summer over, I can feel it getting colder.
Is it the air or just your shoulder,
The one I'll be getting brushed off for a semester abroad?
Here's something to take back east with you;
It's the hope that you choke on,
every word you spoke of everything I'll ever do.
Another semester over, I can tell you've gotten older.
Do you remember what I told her when I said we were through?
So let's take it back to the promises you make just to break.
Did you think that I would forget about them,
Or how you're lying to all of your friends?
If you could do something that was worth my time,
then maybe I could take you seriously for once in your life.
Another summer over, I can feel it getting colder.
Is it the air or just your shoulder,
the one I'll be getting brushed off of?
You lied. Surprise, surprise.