♪ ♪ Sour, lovesick, spread out, running, too tripped up on loose ends ♪ ♪ You're not what I thought, out of character, guess I played the part of being so in love ♪ ♪ Conditions of who I really was, past summer now, you're still not around ♪ ♪ Conditions of just a punk ♪ ♪ Oh, what are we now? Hey, getting to love, oh, turn it all down ♪ ♪ Wrapped in plastic, loving what I thought it was, far behind my selfish touch ♪ ♪ Hating, judging, summer took it out of me, loving what I thought it'd be, yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ Heartbreaker, by nature, chasing a beat until you cut me down ♪ ♪ You make it look easy getting off the ground, so tell me, tell me what you think of when we fall in love ♪ ♪ Perceptions of what I really want ♪ ♪ Wrapped in plastic, loving what I thought it was, far behind my selfish touch ♪ ♪ Hating, judging, summer took it out of me, loving what I thought it'd be, yeah ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪