We're in the darkroom Sweet sincerities that I found in June I wasn't homeschooled Might as well have been When I learned the truth There was a scorch mark I probably left it there When I played the part Oh it's a dull art Hiding all your flaws Right under your heart The photo's blurred Anyway The shot's a bust But the film I could not trade Hey Ah Hey I'm on the fast track Greens and blues And nothing's holding me back Except that Kodak I scorch up the present But you know I can't burn the past The photo's blurred Anyway The shot's a bust But the film I could not trade Hey Ah Hey One bad day Won't make the summer go to waste One bad day Won't make the summer go to waste