Zero, one, one, one, zero, zero, one, one Crying zeroes and I'm nearing one, one, one Cut my summer so, summer backflip Poor summer, summer, poor, poor summer Gives me Yeah, the way the sun really wants it to be Whiskey, soda, pizza, GMT, ZMT Get some feet up off the sand to the bottom Poor summer, summer, poor, poor summer Gives me Gotta let it die, die, down To the bone vault to where I mean to belong Can I leave her sinking like a building stone? All above the crowd and I'm so fucking loud Mister Got the arms, get the door, knees low La, la, la, la, la, la Turn it down on the radio La, la, la, la, la, la, la My poor summer, summer, poor summer Bites the air In cold blood Zero, one, one, one, zero, zero, one, one Crying zeroes and I'm nearing one, one, one Blood just packs left the surface of the pool Poor killer, killer, poor, poor killer Gives me Mister Got the arms, get the door, knees low La, la, la, la, la, la Turn it down on the radio La, la, la, la, la, la, la Poor summer, summer, poor, poor summer Bites the air In cold blood La, la, la, la, la, la My poor summer, summer, poor summer La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la In cold blood La, la, la, la, la, la Turn it down on the radio La, la, la, la, la, la, la Poor summer, summer, poor summer Bites the air In cold blood La, la, la, la, la, la Turn it down on the radio La, la, la, la, la, la, la In cold blood La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la In cold blood