A Doubly Cruel Summer

Bali, Sun, Summer, Indonesia, Pool, GirlI feel a little blue today. Jack is trying to cheer me up. I think it is just the sadness that follows an amazing week with family and then not knowing what to do with myself now I am back in London. Jack is such a sweetheart. He does not like to see me sad and has been trying to cheer me up. It will pass. It’s a mix of tiredness. missing the joy of being with family and dreading having to go back to (paid) work. Jack is  great. He really is.

I think I am also mourning the loss of summer. Spring and summer seem to have come and gone with me trapped inside the walls at work, missing out on the sunshine and verdant green. Most of that time I had no Jack. Now I have him. I am so glad. He is the best consolation, the best comfort, the best celebration in what seems to have been a cruel summer.

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and as you will have seen, this week he has chosen the theme: CRUEL/EVIL/HORRIBLE/MONSTER/WICKED. I already picked a song for today, Bananarama’s “Cruel Summer“. But I listened to the Taylor Swift “Cruel Summer” and I did enjoy it. I will let my friend know it gets the thumbs up from me.

 

Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
You know that I caught it (Oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)
Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price
You know that I bought it (Oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)

Killing me slow, out the window
I’m always waiting for you to be waiting below
Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
What doesn’t kill me makes me want you more

And it’s new, the shape of your body
It’s blue, the feeling I’ve got
And it’s ooh, whoa oh
It’s a cruel summer
It’s cool, that’s what I tell ’em
No rules in breakable heaven
But ooh, whoa oh
It’s a cruel summer
With you

Hang your head low in the glow of the vending machine
I’m not dying (Oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)
We say that we’ll just screw it up in these trying times
We’re not trying (Oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)

So cut the headlights, summer’s a knife
I’m always waiting for you just to cut to the bone
Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
And if I bleed, you’ll be the last to know

Oh, it’s new, the shape of your body
It’s blue, the feeling I’ve got
And it’s ooh, whoa oh
It’s a cruel summer
It’s cool, that’s what I tell ’em
No rules in breakable heaven
But ooh, whoa oh
It’s a cruel summer
With you

I’m drunk in the back of the car
And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (Oh)
Said, “I’m fine,” but it wasn’t true
I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you
And I snuck in through the garden gate
Every night that summer just to seal my fate (Oh)
And I scream, “For whatever it’s worth
I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”
He looks up, grinning like a devil

And it’s new, the shape of your body
It’s blue, the feeling I’ve got
And it’s ooh, whoa oh
It’s a cruel summer
It’s cool, that’s what I tell ’em
No rules in breakable heaven
But ooh, whoa oh
It’s a cruel summer
With you

I’m drunk in the back of the car
And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (Oh)
Said, “I’m fine,” but it wasn’t true
I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you
And I snuck in through the garden gate
Every night that summer just to seal my fate (Oh)
And I scream, “For whatever it’s worth
I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Written by: Jack Antonoff, Annie Clark and Taylor Swift

8 thoughts on “A Doubly Cruel Summer

    1. I like some of her songs. My friend is a bit OTT about her music. I just can’t listen track after track of the same artist. I need variety. But I did like this song. I think I still like the Bananarama track more, but I won’t mention that to my friend.

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