Cruel Summer (Acoustic) - Jonah Baker

Lyrics by：Annie Clark/Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift

Composed by：Annie Clark/Jack Antonoff/Taylor Swift

Fever dream high

In the quiet of the night

You know that I caught it

Bad bad girl

Shiny toy with a price

You know that I bought it

Killing me slow out the window

Always waiting for you to be waiting below

Devils roll the dice angels roll their eyes

Doesn't kill me makes me want you more

It's new

The shape of your body it's blue

The feeling I've got

And it's ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

It's cool

That's what I tell 'em no rules

In breakable heaven but

Ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

With you

Hang your head low

In the glow of the vending machine

I'm not dying

We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times

We're not trying

So cut the headlights

Summer's a knife

Always waiting for you

Just to cut to the bone

Devils roll the dice

Angels roll their eyes

And if I bleed

You'll be the last to know

It's new

The shape of your body it's blue

The feeling I've got

And it's ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

It's cool

That's what I tell 'em no rules

In breakable heaven but

Ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

With you

I'm drunk in the back of the car

Cried like a baby coming home from the bar

Said I'm fine but it wasn't true

I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

And I snuck in through the garden gate

Every night that Summer just to seal my fate

And I screamed for whatever it's worth

I love you ain't that the worst thing you ever heard

It's new

The shape of your body it's blue

The feeling I've got

And it's ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

It's cool

That's what I tell 'em no rules

In breakable heaven but

Ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

No ooh whoa oh

It's a cruel Summer

With you