We roll in every summer when there's strength in our numbers
And your breath's hot and gross but I kiss you like a lover
Legs stick to the seats of the car someone grew into
I forget the knowledge from the lessons that I went to
And Jamie picks fights but they're weak and short lived
Because no one can be bothered when it's humid like this
And we roll in every summer like it's shameful to be underneath
The ceiling or a roof, try come out and steal our thunder
Now the days are getting cooler and the burning of our limbs
Doesn't happen quite as bad and the burning's just skin
Deep in the fantasies and dreams of the winter
Like the movies that we watched to pretend it wasn't winter
And everywhere we go I can feel the subtle taste
Of the deeds outgrown and the welcome overstayed
And you're no better at swimming than you were in the beginning
But you come over at night and we practice all the breathing
Get through the days, do your thing, do it well, this'll take you down
Get through the days, do your thing, do it well, this'll take you down
I pull the trick if I want to
I pull the trick and it comes true
I'm chewing gum and it's killing you
We're getting dead and it's the right way to do it
I see you happy in the front seat
I see you with all of your front teeth
You're allergic but you never said
We're getting dead and it's the right way
Get through the days, do your thing, do it well, this'll take you down
Get through the days, do your thing, do it well, this'll take you down