Lyrics

Look at me growing up 

And fucking up again

I’ve been learning to forgive myself 

I’ve been scared all the time 

And I’m not listening 

To the angel in me when he yells

But I’m learning that a misstep is a misstep 

And I see my mother is still learning to grow

So I’ve gotta cool it when I’m too hard on me

While I balance finding freedom and control

It is time for the summer 

Time to be free 

Just to finally really hear myself 

It is time for the summer 

To patch me up again 

Just to stop all the distractions and learn from all my actions 

Da da da da da da

I’ve had so much to do and now there's nothing left

But the growing chance I'll critique myself 

What's the point of all this change

If I’m making these mistakes here again and again and again?

But I think to when my therapist she told me

“It's impossible to fully regress”

So wash your face and start again tomorrow 

You’re not off the hook, you're not done just yet

It is time for the summer 

Time to be free 

Just to finally really hear myself 

It is time for the summer 

To patch me up again 

Just to stop all the distractions and learn from all my actions

Da da da da da da

It is time for the summer

It is time for the summer