Well it's summer and I can't help but to find a way just to ask if you're better If you're better And I'm hoping that it crashes in the worst way inside your head Its better, It's better It's summer and I'm wishing that I could just runaway It's better, Its better And I hope that it crashes in the worst way inside your head It's better, It's better And I've been thinking about the things I can never comprehend Spun around until I found something to make amends And I've trying night and day just to get across to you Come to think of it it's hard to give up Old habits Your old habits Old habits Your old habits