Lyrics
I hate Summer
Expressing a strong dislike for the season of Summer.
I hate her crooked teeth
Disliking a physical feature of the person, specifically her crooked teeth.
I hate her 1960's haircut
Expressing dislike for the person's haircut, referencing a style from the 1960s.
I hate her knobby knees
Expressing dislike for the person's knobby knees.
I hate her cockroach shaped splotch on her neck
Disliking a mark or blemish on the person's neck, described as cockroach-shaped.
I hate the way she smacks her lips before she talks
Disliking a specific habit of the person - smacking lips before talking.
I hate the way she sounds when she laughs
Expressing dislike for the sound of the person's laughter.
Like the clouds bring the rain
Comparing love addiction to the effects of rain, drugs, and emotional pain in various contexts.
I'm addicted to your love
-Like the drugs in my veins
-I'm addicted to your love
-In the dark feel the pain
-I'm addicted to your love
-In my brain drive me insane
-I'm addicted to your love
-Try to forget about you
Expressing the struggle to forget someone, missing their presence, and recalling shared laughter.
You filling up my head
-Just wanna be around you
-But you left me on read
-I thought that we were bound 2
-Your words echo in my head
-I really miss the sound of
-You and me laughing instead
-One minute having fun
Reflecting on moments of fun turning into a sudden separation, expressing confusion and sadness.
Next minute on the run
-I see so many faces
-Thought that you might be the one
-But now I wonder why
-It's easy for you to say goodbye
-I have no words
-So I'll just let that guitar cry
-Like the clouds bring the rain
Reiterating the addiction to love and its impact on emotions, drawing parallels to rain and drugs.
I'm addicted to your love
-Like the drugs in my veins
-I'm addicted to your love
-In the dark feel the pain
-I'm addicted to your love
-In my brain drive me insane
-I'm addicted to your love
-Why you do me like that?
Expressing frustration and confusion over a relationship, feeling betrayed and abandoned.
I thought I knew you
-Under the spell that you cast
-You doin' voodoo
-Now you refuse to even call me back
-Shit is wack
-I thought you had my back
-I'm fading back to black
-One minute having fun
Continuation of the emotional turmoil, wondering why it's easy for the other person to say goodbye.
Next minute on the run
-I see so many faces
-Thought that you might be the one
-But now I wonder why
-It's easy for you to say goodbye
-I have no words
-So I'll just let that guitar cry
-Like the clouds bring the rain
Repeating the theme of addiction to love and its effects on the mind, drawing parallels to rain and drugs.
I'm addicted to your love
-Like the drugs in my veins
-I'm addicted to your love
-In the dark feel the pain
-I'm addicted to your love
-In my brain drive me insane
-I'm addicted to your love
-So did you get her back yet or what
Concluding with a conversation about trying to win the person back and a suggestion to turn the experience into literature.
Working on it
-Maybe you should write a book
-What?
-Well, ya know Henry Miller said
-The best way to get over a women
-Is to turn her into literature
-Well that guy had a lot more sex than me
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