Driving through Ghosttown
Metal horses a thousand feet high
Orange sky
Pulling your top down
In the back of some
prettyboy's ride
You get high
Avenues
Empty as 44 clips
Cargo ships
teen zombies ghost-riding
their whips
See how they play
You're always summer breaking
Running wild
in the street after dark
You're always summer breaking
Hanging out
with the boys in the park
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone
To break your fall
Give him a haircut
In the old kitchen chair
in your yard
Saint Delilah
He thinks you care
Does he know you're too bright
and too hard
Like a diamond
Play your game
Play him the way you played me
Be the girl you pretend
to pretend not to be
See how they play
You're always summer breaking
Running wild
in the street after dark
You're always summer breaking
Hanging round
with the boys in the park
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone
To break your fall