Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot (grr) Phwoar (postgrad) [?] Yeah, yeah ([?]) Oh my, yeah (yeah) Oh my gosh, I'm the problem, yeah (huh) And I, I think it's too late to solve it, yeah Summer's over (summer's over) Yeah, it looks like Summer's over (yeah, oh Jesus) I was outside every day last month And I barely spent time with the ones I love (yeah) Okay, yeah Who are they? (Yeah) 'Cause it's certainly not me I said: Who are they? Yeah 'Cause it's certainly not me (huh, certainly not) I'm sorry ([?]) I should've come to your party so I'm sorry for choosing me (grr, woah) T, it's my fault (oh, it's my fault) J, it's my fault (oh, it's my fault) D, it's my fault (oh, it's my fault) F, it's my fault, yeah, yeah, yeah My fault Oh my gosh, I'm the problem ([?]) And I, oh I think it's too late to solve it, yeah Please lift the shame (okay) Can you lift the shame, Lord Jesus? I cannot bare it, I cannot Nor can I bury it or throw it all away (certainly not me, [?]) Oh my gosh, I'm the problem And I, I think I need some solving Postgrad