Mercury Crossing - Summer

Dirty windshield
can’t get it clean…
crack the window and
crank the heat
I can’t wait ‘till it’s summer x2
and I can’t wait ‘till it’s summer again

You ask me why I do it
and I don’t know.
Maybe ‘cause it’s repulsive?
Maybe ‘cause it doesn’t make any sense.

Chorus: I change like the weather.
            Hot and cold, I like it.
            Hot and cold, I hate it.
            When I’m freezing you somehow burn me.
            When it’s hot you give me the chills.
            I don’t know what I want, x2
            but I can’t wait ‘till it’s summer again.

Maybe ‘cause it’s broken.
Maybe ‘cause it’s glass.
It cuts my feet, I’m bleeding and leaving
evidence of where I’ve been.

Chorus

Maybe ‘cause it hurts.
Maybe ‘cause it feels good.
Maybe ‘cause it’s honest.
Maybe ‘cause it’s just too damn real.

Chorus

Bridge: You change like the weather
            from hot to cold, are you happy now?
            You couldn’t make it work then.
            What makes you think that you could now?
                        ‘cause a lot of things have changed since then
                        and it’s still kinda weird when we talk.
                        And I’m still not sure what I want.

Dirty windshield
can’t get it clean…
crack the window and
crank the heat.

Chorus