Single For The Summer

You said that you forgot to
Put the candles in the cake
Double digits but I heard you
Tell the waitress 8
You didn't need a ticket then
To walk me to the gate
I showed the woman next to me
Your picture on the plane

Things are gonna turn around any day now

You made me run from clover park
Your dad was still at work
Took my sweaty hands and put them
Underneath your shirt
Can we be single for the summer
Drinking 40s on the roof
I told you I was dying then
It was technically the truth

Things are gonna turn around any day now
It’s gonna happen any day now