Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I'm starting to forget where this story began
And I'm starting to think I'll never understand
Two suburban kids kissing in the back of a van
Or bleeding on the pavement wondering what makes me a man
I fall into some kind of vertigo
When summer skies are painted indigo
Indigo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
We were playing our cards like we're the stars of our own movies
But the patter of rain washed away through its blue seams
Just a rusty swing and a box spring for company
In the place where I lay and I prayed it was just a dream
I melt away the day you let me know
Wondering how it felt like years ago
I fall into some kind of vertigo
When our love is painted indigo
Indigo
