Photobooth Paroles

Anything but the blatant proof
Was your lips touching mine in a photobooth.

And as the summer's ending,
The cold air will rush your hard heart away
You were so condescending:
And this is all that's left.
Scraping paper to document
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.

Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny-dipping with the kids from a nearby town,
everything that I said was true
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
I lost track and then those words were said,
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.

And as the summers ending I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move
on

And as the summers ending
The cold air will rush your hard heart away
You were so condescending:
As the alcohol drained the days

And as the summers ending,
The cold air will rush your hard heart away
You were so condescending:
And this is all that's left.
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes
So pack a change of clothes 'cause it's time to move on.