AND NO BIRDS ARE A-SINGING AND THE TREES ARE A-SWINGING< 
 SUMMER’S GONE NOW, SUMMER’S GONE, IT ALL FADED AWAY 
 AND THE TREES ARE BARE AND THE WIND IT BLOWS COLD 

 SOMEHOW IT ALL JUST CAME TO AN END 
 SOMEHOW IT ALL JUST FADED AWAY 
 SUMMER’S GONE NOW, SUMMER’S GONE 
 AND WE’RE LEFT TO STAY 

 HEY, BABY, LISTEN, I KNOW FOR SURE 
 I CAN’T TAKE THIS NO MORE 

 OH, AND BABY WHY NOT JUST LEAVE YOU TO ROT 
 NOW THAT SUMMER’S GONE, NOW SUMMER’S GONE 
 IT’S GETTING COLDER, BABE 
 AND THE TREES ARE BARE 
 AND I ADMIT I’M CONFUSED AND SCARED 
 NOW THAT SUMMER’S GONE, YEAH SUMMER’S GONE 
 IT’S ALL OVER NOW 

 HEY, BABY, LISTEN, I KNOW FOR SURE 
 I CAN’T TAKE THIS NO MORE 
 HEY, BABY, LISTEN, I CAN’T HAVE THIS ANY LONGER 
 …I CAN’T STAND YOU ANYMORE MORE< 

 ALL THOSE THINGS I CANNOT BEAR 
 ALL THOSE THINGS YOU DON’T WANNA HEAR 
 SOMETIMES YOU JUST MAKE ME SICK 
 SOMETIMES YOU JUST MAKE ME WANNA LEAVE 
 AND IF YOU WANNA KNOW THE [bad word] OF IT 
 YOU’RE DEAD RIGHT TO BE SCARED, BABY 
 ‘CAUSE I WANT YOU TO BE SCARED 
 AND I WANT YOU TO WATCH ME GO 
 SEE [bad word] FROM YOU, HIDE FROM YOU, 
 LAUGH AT YOU AND LEAVE YOU FOR GOOD< 
 AND I WANT YOU TO REGRET 
 AND I WANT YOU TO HOLD ME BACK 
 OH, I’M TIRED, BABY, I’M TIRED, BABY 

 AND NO BIRDS ARE A-SINGING AND EVERYTHING IS MINGING 
 SUMMER’S GONE NOW, SUMMER’S GONE, IT ALL FADED AWAY 
 AND I REALLY MEAN THIS, GIRL 
 IT COULDN’T BE MORE FROM THE HEART 
 SUMMER’S GONE NOW, SUMMER’S GONE 
 I’M NOT JUST SOME DOG 
 I DON’T NEED ANOTHER ONE TO TAKE ME FOR GRANTED 
 OH, YEAH, WE HAD GOOD TIMES 
 BUT WHAT ABOUT THEM NOW? 
 NOW THAT SUMMER’S GONE, YEAH, SUMMER’S GONE 
 IT MAKES NO SENSE AT ALL 
 OH, YEAH, WE HAD ALL THE FUN OF THE FAIR 
 WE HAD ALL THE [bad word] FUN OF THE FAIR 
 BUT NOW SUMMER’S GONE, YEAH, SUMMER’S GONE 
 AND WE’RE LEFT TO STRAY 
 WELL, I GUESS IT’S NOT THAT BAD 

 OH, YEAH, GIVE IT TO ME, BOYS 
 CHICK-FLICK-STYLE 
 NOW FOR THE SMOOCHY, KISSY-LOVEY-DOVEY ENDING 
 FOR ALL THE CHEESY ONES OUT THERE> 
 MAKE ME CRY 

 I STILL CARE, GIRL 
 WELL, I GUESS I WOULD MISS YOU FAR TOO MUCH ANYWAY 
 YEAH, I’LL MISS THE WAY YOU LOOK AT ME 
 THE WAY YOU HOLD ME AND PRESS ME TO YOUR BREAST 
 AND PRESS ME TO YOUR LIPS AND PRESS ME TO YOUR HEART 
 AND TELL ME WHO WOULD HOLD MY HAND THE WAY YOU DO? 
 AND WHO WOULD DO ALL THE THINGS YOU DO? 
 ALL THE THINGS YOU DO 
 LET ME TELL YOU, GIRL, LET ME TELL YOU THAT I DON’T CARE 
 NO, I DON’T CARE, ‘CAUSE IT WOULDN’T BE YOU