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  • (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
    Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
    You know that I caught it
    (Oh yeah you`re right I want it)
    Bad bad boy shiny toy with a price
    You know that I bought it
    (Oh yeah you`re right I want it)
    Killing me slow out the window
    I`m always waiting for you
    To be waiting below
    Devils roll the dice angels roll their eyes
    What doesn`t kill me
    Makes me want you more
    And it`s new the shape of your body
    It`s blue the feeling I`ve got
    And it`s ooh whoa oh
    It`s a cruel summer
    It`s cool that`s what I tell `em
    No rules in breakable heaven
    But ooh whoa oh
    It`s a cruel summer
    With you
    Hang your head low in the glow of
    The vending machine
    I`m not dying
    (Oh yeah you`re right I want it)
    You say that we`ll just screw it up
    In these trying times
    We`re not trying
    (Oh yeah you`re right I want it)
    So cut the headlights summer`s a knife
    I`m always waiting for you
    Just to cut to the bone
    Devils roll the dice angels roll their eyes
    And if I bleed you`ll be the last to know
    Oh it`s new the shape of your body
    It`s blue the feeling I`ve got
    And it`s ooh whoa oh
    It`s a cruel summer
    It`s cool that`s what I tell `em
    No rules in breakable heaven
    But ooh whoa oh
    It`s a cruel summer
    With you
    I`m drunk in the back of the car
    And I cried like a baby
    Coming home from the bar (Oh)
    Said I`m fine but it wasn`t true
    I don`t wanna keep secrets just to keep you
    And I snuck in through the garden gate
    Every night that summer
    Just to seal my fate (Oh)
    And I screamed for whatever it`s worth
    I love you ain`t
    That the worst thing you ever heard?
    He looks up grinning like a devil
    And it`s new the shape of your body
    It`s blue the feeling I`ve got
    And it`s ooh whoa oh
    It`s a cruel summer
    It`s cool that`s what I tell `em
    No rules in breakable heaven
    But ooh whoa oh
    It`s a cruel summer
    With you
    I`m drunk in the back of the car
    And I cried like a baby
    Coming home from the bar (Oh)
    Said I`m fine but it wasn`t true
    I don`t wanna keep secrets just to keep you
    And I snuck in through the garden gate
    Every night that summer
    Just to seal my fate (Oh)
    And I screamed for whatever it`s worth
    I love you ain`t that the worst thing
    You ever heard?
    (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)