Lyrics:

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