well i can feel the catalyst of a bad moon rising
hot sand and walking over somebody's grave
gotta ask if they can feel it on the other side

well when school's out summer's like
an acid-enhanced one night stand
and monday morning just like usual
you don't want to have anything to do
with somebody who used you first

your friends tell the world i'm trash and
i believe it's true but i'm still pretty and
you still want me completely
so baby boy you shouldn't even try and pretend
your body if not your mind isn't attached
to strings i jerk around and pull down
your girlfriend told me very seriously one day that
i'm going to hell wonder if she knows the truth,
that i'm bringing you with me

and i think you're in love with me and you're
like every other cliche boy, scared
got your oversized abercrombies pulled down
caught in the act with a girl you swore
you would never touch

i'm going to wait for midsummer when you know
how much you care and how much you really do
wish you were with me, not a movie star phantasm
like the thing you call a lover, a daytimer your parents will like
i'm going to wait for midsummer and then i'm going to
let you know something new:
you probably could have had me, emotional baggage and body
but i'm waiting for the one who won't take no for an answer
who sees through the 90210 role i've been shoved into
and i don't know if you have the strength to push me through

you're so tv-beautiful and you're such a little boy
graduating with a football scholarship but it doesn't make you god
i hope you miss me come september and i really think
this is a lesson you need

me i've set up your cards and watched you fall
now i have to see what you'll do with the remnants
of selfish stupid affairs or what you thought we had
you ask why i don't want to touch you, it's because
knowing how perfect you could be makes it hard to breathe
i'm waiting to see if you've learned your lesson
because if you have you'll come back for me