There's a lot of time I spent waiting in line Waiting in line for things I can't say For things I can not say I can't talk about it now but I'll be ready when the truth comes out Come with me I know that it is hard to leave Hard to leave but the summer's different From the last its burying the past In retrospect I don't mean a word I just said The actions are dead I am fleetingly distracted by People who aren't her I love you yes, please don't forget But I'm leaving none the less Don't come with me It is just too hard to leave Hard to leave cause the summer feels Just like the last I can't bury the past