[Verse 1] Have you been to Hotel Paradise? Where the summer don't end And you never watchin' CNN to see that you done lost all your friends Don't tell me you're scared of heights What a coincidence The way you've been getting so high on the weekends I guess it just all depends Now you wanna claim you're sober, hush up Runnin' away from your problems ain't never gon help you yo solve them Especially when you're rollin' marijuana so often You got a new therapist So what? What can he tell you I haven't? See I'm on the brink of insanity and on the brink of being famous, girl You can have it right back, look Young and dumb and dumber on the highway speedin' Head up out the roof, our hands up out the window for no reason We don't have a care in the world except for changing seasons I could have taken another realm, but they're not as scenic Mama, I'm sorry if I didn't go off to college I blew that scholarship money to graduate, like with honors See you can call me a dummy until you see that big crowd With that smile on your face while they scream my lyrics loud [Chorus] Look, summer never ends 'round here Finally time, they lookin' for me, keep 'em getting lost I've been trying to save all my friends 'round here The well's running dry, guess the youth is all gone Oo I gotta find it (woah) x4 [Verse 2] Oo I'm back and I'm playin' They be sayin' "boy I knew you'd make it" I ain't really into high five or handshaking Like I could see all of you faking Like I could see [?] replacing Like where were you back in the basement Like now they wanna blaze it Like labels been callin' me chasin', but I do not pick up for no one [?] Shout out to my exes, I hope that you good Ain't no hard feelings, it is what it is But right now I'm on top like I'm standing on hood Imma need standing ovations inside of arenas just like I told granny I would Goin' so crazy on stage [?] like the most common of crooks Woo! Huh Hunnid on the highway, police pull me over They gon ask for license and registration and if I'm sober Imma tell 'em okay, okay, yes cause they're bipolar Them cops will put a bullet in your brain to meet their quota Mama, i'm sorry if I don't make it back home Cause Mr. Officer shot me, even put one in my dome Imma check into paradise's hotel all alone It's funny how now I know that it's been here all along Heaven [Chorus] Summer never ends 'round here Finally time, they lookin' for me, keep 'em getting lost I've been trying to save all my friends 'round here The well's running dry, guess the youth is all gone Oo I gotta find it (woah) x4 [Outro] Is that my phone? Oh I'll let that go to voicemail