Sleep in a little longer Four weeks 'til the end of the summer I'm feeling weird The sun was spilling through the blinds And you were smiling in the light I start to melt Like ice cream, oh It starts to bleed In my dreams, oh, you never leave Outside, the sky is a baby blue Watch the clouds while I'm waiting for a text from you And I'm feeling strange I'm sick of the weather You're sick of the sentimentality You're sick of me Black pavement And the heat of the sun I lay down And start burning Wide-eyed And confident It soaks me in