Summertime Your place off the brooklyn crosstown line A few white lies Your secret is mine I did it all for you But did nothing for you And i do not blame you for Feeling nothing i felt for you But i did it all for you New york spring Laying on your bunk bed whimpering I've felt this way For a very long time I'm a selfish brat And thoughts of you Keep rising from the ashes To the uptown track And our final collide I did it all for you But did nothing for you And i do not blame you for Feeling nothing i felt for you But i did it all for you No we were not meant to be together I'm headed off to find somebody better