I need the summer so bad
Roll the windows down on the ride home
Even though it's cold out
I need to cut my hair, I need to make new friends
I need to lie about the things that make me who I am
I need my skin burned red, I don't care how it hurts
I need to cut the sleeves off all of my old t-shirts
Her boyfriend says, "Pretend that it's clean
Forget what they say, buy what you need
'Cause money makes money, it will make sense when you're older
Your hand's so cold, I wish the winter was over."
I wish the winter was over
Let's put the number one thing in the number one spot
How rich are your parents? How much money do they got?
If it's the second or third time, it doesn't even count
Shouldn't have taken you that long to figure this out
I watch the sun slide along the sky
The longer it takes, the more I feel alive
Her boyfriend says, "Pretend that it's clean
Forget what they say, buy what you need
'Cause money makes money, it will make sense when you're older
Your hand's so cold, I wish the winter was over."
Over, over
I wish the winter was over
Note to the crime scene
"Dear Policemen, you can call me God"
Wealthy prep school scholarship kid
It doesn't make sense, this doesn't make any sense at all
To anyone other than the person you're talking to
Her boyfriend says, "Pretend that it's clean
Forget what they say, buy what you need
'Cause money makes money, it will make sense when you're older
Your hand's so cold, I wish the winter was over."
Over, over
I wish the winter was over
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