Guess who's wasting all the time? It's me Think about recovering and i'm late eventually You still talk about how summer used to be I never thought that you'd be there And then, here we go again You still talk about last summer I never asked for you to come back The way you did One way or another I'm sure I won't get over And here we are I'm the same And I guess This is almost over Relate to others You've never been a loner Some things stand still, like the rain against hard wind I'll forget about last summer I'll never ask for you to come back The way you will Guess who's wasting all the time? It's me You still talk about how summer used to be