Writer(s): Ella Yelich O'Connor, Joel Little

We roll in every summer when there's strength in our numbers

and your breath's hot and gross but I kiss you like a lover

Legs stick to the seats of the car someone grew into

I forget the knowledge from the lessons that I went to

And Jamie picks fights 'cause they're weak and short lived

because no one can be bothered when it's humid like this

And we rolling every summer like it's shameful to be

underneath the ceiling or a roof Try come out and steal our thunder

Now the days are getting cooler And the burning of our limbs

doesn't happen quite as bad as the burning's dry skin

Deep in the fantasies and dreams of the winter

like the movies that we watched that pretend it wasn't winter

And everywhere we go I can feel the subtle taste

of the deeds out grown and the welcome overstayed

And you're no better at swimming than you were in the beginning

But you come over at night and we practice all the breathing

Go all the way Have your fun Have it all This will take you down

Get through the days Do your thing Do it well This will take you down

Go all the way Have your fun Have it all This will take you down

Get through the days Do your thing Do it well This will take you down

I'll pull a trick if I want to

I'll pull the trick and it comes true

I'm chewing gum and it's killing you

We’re getting dead and it's the right way to do it

I see you happy in the front seat

I see you with all of your front teeth

You're allergic but you never said

We're getting dead and it's the right way

Go all the way Have your fun Have it all This will take you down

Get through the days Do your thing Do it well This will take you down

Go all the way Have your fun Have it all This will take you down

Get through the days Do your thing Do it well This will take you down

Go all the way Have your fun Have it all This will take you down

Get through the days Do your thing Do it well This will take you down