Spent the day singing the songs about things I could never tell you

Don't bury me because I'm a bad seed, only weeds in my secret garden

As summer goes in a blind spot

Like a glove with no hand

As summer goes in a blind spot

Bad luck of the broken minds

Can't find keys, we were both locked in the room nobody wanted to be

I'd give everything to get back there

Follow your heart and you won't get very far

As summer goes in a blind spot

Like a glove with no hand

As summer goes in a blind spot

Bad luck of the broken minds

In a crowd I caught sight of you, I love how you don't get me at all

Nothing else would make my second skin slip away so well from my body

As summer goes in a blind spot

Like a glove with no hand

As summer goes in a blind spot

Bad luck of the broken minds

Bad luck, bad luck of the broken minds

Bad luck, bad luck of the broken minds