Air-conditioning is cold
Summer's hot and love is old
I wish I was smaller,
A little creepy-crawler

There's lovers' sin in this town
Lovers cannot lay down
The summer's hot as hell here, you know

If we think we can drink now,
We won't stop 'cause we don't know how
It's cold but we love how it feels so right

I'll sweat it all out, you sweat a lot, too
We hurt the same, the same black and blue

Oh-oh, oh-oh,
I wanna catch my death of cold,
Oh-oh, oh-oh,
'Cause I'm scared of growing old
Oh-oh, oh-oh,
Don't return the love I gave
Oh-oh, oh, oh
You're still my favorite

Troubles win in this town
Troubles don't turn upside down
They shit on the last bit of fun

There's sin all around
Yeah, lovers cannot lay down,
And the winter wears and tears at our bones

At night, he lays awake
And his heart aches
'Cause it's cold

He sweats it out all the night through,
Then he throws up all over me and you

Oh-oh, oh-oh,
I wanna catch my death of cold,
Oh-oh, oh-oh,
'Cause I'm scared of growing old
Oh-oh, oh-oh,
Don't return the love I gave
Oh-oh, oh, oh
You're still my favorite

Air-conditioning is cold
Summer's hot and love is old
I was I was even smaller
A little creepy-crawler