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Maybe She'll Be Young And Pretty Forever

by Summer Camp

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1.
Turn around see those blue stripes across your chest Tell myself that they probably look better on her Than me, at my best intention, from a pinky promise I’ll be wrapped around your finger tonight I’ll lie about the cold as long as it takes Yeah, the wind burns, but not as bad as the end of this will You ask me if I’m your lover And I laugh it off ‘cause I don’t know what to say What do I say? Fast forward a couple of days She’s sitting next to me at some shitty café And we’re watching her ex boyfriend play songs About girls, and math, or something or other And I, I’m trying hard not to care at this point She’s making it real hard, by making me care about her She says “what if this songs about me?” I say “what if this one already is?” What do you say? The scene of the kiss is on the way to the scene of the crime I let that yellow light burn me once I won’t let it burn me a second time She’s not in my life She’s on the edges of Burning down boundaries And blurring my lines The scene of the kiss is on the way to the scene of the crime I let that yellow light burn me once I won’t let it burn me a second time
2.
I’m staring at these letters on my wall That I use to read as I fell asleep You said you couldn’t wait to see me soon But I have this feeling, we just said goodbye for the last time So I’ll stay silent Because you want me to be strong How can I tell you that I’m fine When I’m positive that I’m wrong I’m staring at these letters on my wall That I used to read as I fell asleep I came home to these notes Little reminders, I felt the tightening in my throat I put all your things in a shoebox Please ignore the tears Littered between your sunglasses And your sandals This freckled piece of cardboard Holds the best of memories Cut short at 1:00AM I heard you scream I’m staring at these letters on my wall That I used to read as I fell asleep I came home to these notes Little reminders, I felt the tightening in my throat And if I really loved you Why can’t I look you in the face? And if I really loved you Then why am I so afraid to say it?
3.
I threw up in your front yard tonight We both know things haven’t been alright for a long time And these bouts of anxiety attacks Just won’t let up, won’t cut me slack And I spent most of tonight Telling my friends that I still like you Tonight was spent Like I’m still fifteen again And these melodramatic half-assed tweets Like “I really do hate myself, you see” And “I’m such a mess and a terrible person” Still won’t make me any progress I’m sorry that I’m just not funny to you ‘Cause maybe you’re too young, or I want something new It’s a status change on a Starbucks couch Just minutes after leaving your house ‘Cause for the past three weeks, I’ve been worn I’ve been mentally checked out Tonight was spent Like I’m still fifteen again And these melodramatic half-assed tweets Like “I really do hate myself, Marie” And “I’m such a mess and a terrible person” Still won’t make me any progress Matt says “sleep well, it’ll work out” But I’m not sure that I want it to
4.
She said “I never kissed a boy from Ohio” And I’ve never met a girl from Denver I’ve got a fling from California But fuck it, this is college in September When I kiss your lips I know you’re not the one I’ll miss Just trying to occupy the time Capitalizing on a common kind Dress rises up above What fingertips cover up Feeling out the stark creases As I drift to another No futon To sit on Whip through vinyl ‘Cause nothing’s final No futon To fuck on I’ll meet you on the north lawn Steve Madden and the soft sound of typing Whisper their own fatalities This never leaves the blanket And it won’t go anywhere Clouded by hypocrisy Hair ties can’t hold back apathy Hollowed words and two forced smiles But it’ll fuel us for a while Dress rises up above What fingertips cover up Feeling out the stark creases As I drift to another No futon To sit on Whip through vinyl ‘Cause nothing’s final No futon To fuck on I’ll meet you on the north lawn Steve Madden and the soft sound of typing Whisper their own fatalities This never leaves the blanket And it won’t go anywhere Louie on lossless Tea from the faucet Shouting out do it She made me do it
5.
I woke up with these bruises on my arm And I don’t know where they came from But I guess it’s time that college showed its signs I tried to lock my dorm room with a house key It didn’t get me far Old habits die hard I may not be passing through a screen But your front porch still invades my daydreams I thought that I had left home But it seems home has left me And I’m just trying to get it back I thought about inking Georgia on my wrist So that people will stop asking me what it is I’m missing My mom says I’ll die miles from home I can feel my years ending I may not be passing through a screen But your front porch still invades my daydreams I thought that I had left home But it seems home has left me And I’m just trying to get it back Call it quits Call it home Call these broken fences posts These stupid legs won’t hold me Call it quits Call it home Call these stupid fences posts These broken legs won’t hold me I may not be passing through a screen But your front porch still invades my daydreams The notes up on the night stand The keys are on the counter I just hope they fit some day

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released December 14, 2014

Recorded, produced, mixed, mastered by Jon Hicks
Album artwork by Paige Muirhead
All music and lyrics by Summer Camp

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We are a pop-punk band from Nashville made up of Nathan, Noah, Ben, and Austin.

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