Driving through Ghost Town
Metal horses a thousand feet high
Orange sky
Pulling your top down
In the back of some pretty boy'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 streets 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 streets after dark
You're always summer breaking
Hanging out with the boys in the park
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone
Summer is gone
You're gonna need something
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone to break your fall
