Your clothes
out on the blacktop
Scattered suits
on the street
Frames and broken pictures
in the mid-September heat
We set these nights on fire
So hot we burned it down
Now all that's left of us
is ashes on the ground
I told you back in June
You knew **** well
what I would do
Three hundred sixty five days
You been making me wait
So keep your
two-timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over
Over over over
Drop your keys
from six stories
Shout out
It's raining green
Don't tell lies in heaven
or an angel will get mean
Diamonds
and white gold watches
Watch how
fast they will soar
You always said you wanted
to give back to the poor
I told you back in June
You knew **** well
what I would do
Three hundred sixty five days
You been making me wait
So keep your
two-timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over
Over over over
I won't be your debutante
Won't be the fool
to your savant
I can't fix your
cracked up dreams
While the leaves
fall off these trees
I won't spend
the winter nights
Holding on to
what ain't right
You might break
your words real fast
But mine are made to last
Three hundred sixty five days
You been making me wait
So keep your
two-timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over
Over over
Three hundred sixty five days
You been making me wait
So keep your
two-timing games
It's a lot of too late
The summer's over over over
Over over over now