Summer ending, nothing now once we pulled away the ground. we floated freely with no sound. we flapped our arms but luck ran out. asking what we're fighting for; cracking bottles/closing doors. wasn't certain, but now I'm sure -- there's no love cause love's no more. love's no more, here breathless where you lay your head; it used to be here in my bed and now I'm thinking that everything we shared then was just a plan (just to see us to the end) and that instead, we could have done this all as friends.