These problems with my head Feels like every day I'm throwing back To all the times you said Don't worry 'bout the details We can work with what we have Stay awake to spite your struggles We can work with what we have We can work with what we have, oh There's something on my mind Why's every day the feeling that I'm running out of time The empty summer's witness as I'm drowning in the skies Take a breath of sober freedom As you step across the lines Goodbye, summertime Goodbye, summertime Goodbye, summertime Goodbye, summertime Goodbye, summertime Goodbye, (goodbye)