It's summer but its grey out Too cold to let the sun out I've been waiting to feel right But all I got were mosquito bites But what am I supposed to do Except wait for you And read my books And ignore the news And I'm never not missing something Oh I'm tired of Making myself lonely I'm never not Making up memories I'm never not All these movies shaped my thinking My expectations are poisoning me Real life isn't the big screen And teenage angst isn't the end of me Oh I'm never not missing something And I'm tired of making myself lonely I'm never not making up memories I'm never not