Lyrics: James Dear
Music: James Dear
Why couldn't it be September or something? **** July
Snortin' molly, feels just like I'm with you
It got the lights so bright in my hotel room
And I need another line, but it might be two
I'm on the stair with a Hennessy and the sky's so blue
You got these questions I don't have an answer for
And all the time, you asked me why I hated July
And I can't tell you
I can't, I can't tell you
I can't, I can't tell you
I can't...