A summer sprawled on a fake house, leaked light through a bleach blouse, a summer, you called it so. Undressed at your peak now, come, call it all faked now, a summer, you soaked it up. Haunting yourself, and I painted all your cavalry. Made to rebel, did you ache from all your bravery? I can't feel the dawning of it all, was it all gone all along? I can feel the mauling of it all, was it all gone all along? I would never let it go. Be that girl if you want to, be that girl if you wanted to, be it all if you want to, be that girl if it wanted you. Where’d it go?