Texty: Alkaline Trio. Good Mourning. Blue Carolina.

it's everything that i can do right now
to not think about you moving further off
with every passing second
and every night of this lonely summertime
i feel you missing from my heart,
a part was kidnapped from my soul

well i can hardly wait...
until i get the sun and your lips
both pressing on my skin
well i can hardly wait...
until i feel that thrill my heart
that starts inside your eyes
and a song in my head that burns
so good on my tongue
yes i will

the night is aging as the sun warms your face
won't you turn around and stay for good,
the air is getting much too cold
i am nervous and anxious.
it really counts this time
and you know all my favorite singers
have stolen all of my best lines

well i can hardly wait...
until i get the sun and your lips
both pressing on my skin
well i can hardly wait...
until i feel that thrill my heart
that starts inside your eyes
and a song in my head that burns
so good on my tongue
yes i will

someday i'll burn this bed, only two feet wide
but where i'll hide...
for the next seventeen days...i will ask myself,
"how badly do i want this?"
i really want this