Music recorded, mixed, and mastered by Caleb Rose
Music video filmed by Mike "Brendan Fraser" Schafer

Lyrics:
September brought a big decision
Who we'll be when the nights get cold
Hoping Chicago will keep you warm
We're like sunbeams out of time wearing the wrong things
They won't catch us out at night writing our own scenes like it's nothing

Truth is truth be told
So show me what I'm missing out on

Wasted summer
The ashtray's off the balcony
I woke up on your couch and you were just
Wasting summer
I tried to paint you sitting stoned
Forget me not, forget the world
It's all out of control

This third eye needs a new prescription
It's hard not to blink and then I don't know who I am
But the voicemails layer up
I hear them through the months in parking lots
So I'll kiss the clouds and send them out to you

Truth is truth be told
The truth like broken bottles

Wasted summer
The ashtray's off the balcony
I woke up on your couch and you were just
Wasting summer
I tried to paint you sitting stoned
Forget me not, forget tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow

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