Summertime
Spent bending truths and bodies
Whispers in hotel lobbies
Perfect crime
Things you said
That first caught my attention
Were laced with pretension
But I didn't see it then
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
So naïve
I fretted over smile lines
Scraped meanings out of star signs
Treading time
"We'll be fine" became my benediction
A sacred premonition to make you sweet again
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
Silver tongue best left unsung
I use these days as a method of correction
For how I lived when I was young
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Summertime
Spent bending truths and bodies
Whispers in hotel lobbies
Perfect crime
Things you said
That first caught my attention
Were laced with pretension
But I didn't see it then
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
So naïve
I fretted over smile lines
Scraped meanings out of star signs
Treading time
"We'll be fine" became my benediction
A sacred premonition to make you sweet again
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
Silver tongue best left unsung
I use these days as a method of correction
For how I lived when I was young
Spent bending truths and bodies
Whispers in hotel lobbies
Perfect crime
Things you said
That first caught my attention
Were laced with pretension
But I didn't see it then
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
So naïve
I fretted over smile lines
Scraped meanings out of star signs
Treading time
"We'll be fine" became my benediction
A sacred premonition to make you sweet again
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
Silver tongue best left unsung
I use these days as a method of correction
For how I lived when I was young
