Red

I'm a fool for the summer heat

It fills up my head, trips up my feet

Meet the boys down on crazy street

Lets shake the walls with the bass and the beat

I might drink too much, make an ass of myself

See the colors go stark, the world start to melt

Then the wine runs out, the songs slow down

I know how alone i am in this crowd

My smile feels too tight to fit on my face

The weight on my heart makes it beg for escape

I play the last song for you