[Pre-Chorus: Darci]
Dried blood on your white Vans, summer on your side
Yeah, yeah
I think you're perfect when you're broken
Don't ever be alright
Yeah, yeah
We broke the night open, hopin' to turn off all of the lights
Yeah, yeah
Along the way I might have chosen to lose part of my mind
Guess there's a time to make it flip

[Chorus: Darci]
Got me swangin', got me rolling
Think I might be losing focus
I see trails with every motion off the drip
Neck is frozen, she don't care
And she don't notice micro-dosing I been pouring up
And try to keep a grip
I don't think I'll quit when I'm with you
And I think I'm love, 'cause you're sick too
And I know most these people never get you
But trust me though, we'll get through
We'll get through this

[Verse: Thoreau]
What's the point of even tryna see it straight
If I can't be with you and feel some type of way
Staring at the stars for once over my phone
Think I fell in love, yeah, I don't wanna go home without you
Tell me that you feel the same
We could stay here forever and never mention names (Yeah, yeah)
We could drink until the summer ends, forget the pain (Yeah, yeah)
Just don't leave me hanging, that shit I couldn't take, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Darci, Thoreau, & Both]
Dried blood on your white Vans, summer on your side (On your side, on your side)
Yeah, yeah
I think you're perfect when you're broken
Don't ever be alright (Don't ever be alright, oh)
Yeah, yeah
We broke the night open, hopin' to turn off all of the lights
Yeah, yeah (All of the, all of the lights, yeah)
Along the way I might have chosen to lose part of my mind
Guess there's a time to make it flip (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Darci & Thoreau]
Got me swangin', got me rolling
Think I might be losing focus
I see trails with every motion off the drip
Neck is frozen, she don't care
And she don't notice micro-dosing I been pouring up
And try to keep a grip
I don't think I'll quit when I'm with you
And I think I'm love, 'cause you're sick too
And I know most these people never get you
But trust me though, we'll get through
We'll get through this

[Outro: Darci]
Yeah, we'll get through this
Dried blood on your white Vans
Summer on your side
Yeah, yeah