| I’m just a new kid here
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here
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| They are going to college next year
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| But I’ll still be here
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| He says he wants to show me around
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| I’ve known him for a few weeks now
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| But I’m still waiting for us to hang out
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| For real
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| And I wouldn’t really call them my friends
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| Go for a run just to clear my head
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| What did he say, did he mean what he said
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| It’s all coming back again
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| This time of night
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| It feels like
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| Last summer (last summer)
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| What are you doing now
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| Have you got things figured out
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| I wonder (I wonder)
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| Do you think of me
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| As someone significant
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| Or just another (just another)
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| Messing with each other’s heads
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| Making and losing friends
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| Chasing happiness
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| I was such a mess
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| Last summer
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| Now I’m waking up feeling like throwing up
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| And it’s all because of him
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| But still I go out, meet them all downtown
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| Still trying to figure out what to think
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| She says he wants to see me again
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| But I think I maybe just wanna be friends
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| Trying to calm down, stop freaking out
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| But with him it never ends
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| His fingers interlaced with mine
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| I think about it all the time
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| I freaked out when I drove home, really need to be alone
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| So scared but I don’t want to let him know
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| Maybe I should really learn to just stay home
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| This time of night
|
| It feels like
|
| Last summer (last summer)
|
| What are you doing now
|
| Have you got things figured out
|
| I wonder (I wonder)
|
| Do you think of me
|
| As someone significant
|
| Or just another (just another)
|
| Messing with each other’s heads
|
| Making and losing friends
|
| Chasing happiness
|
| I was such a mess
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| Last summer
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| Last summer
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| My bare feet, your street
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| Sweating in the summer heat
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| Handshake, hearts break
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| I think I made a big mistake
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| Your face, your place
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| Telling me it’s okay
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| Late nights, late fights
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| Good nights or good byes
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| Sunsets, read texts
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| What do we do next
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| Blurred lines, stop signs
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| First times, pretty eyes
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| Girls chasing all the guys
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| This time of night
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| It feels like
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| Last summer
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| This time of night
|
| It feels like
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| Last summer
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| Last summer
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| Last summer
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| Last summer |