ZZ Ward出生在宾夕法尼亚的一个小镇叫罗斯堡，从小就听父亲写和唱蓝调，之后他父亲组成了一个布鲁斯乐队，那时 ZZ Ward还是个孩子，因此从小就耳闻目染，所以现在的 ZZ Ward音乐灵感及风格大部份都是被父亲影响的。

美国多元唱作才女 ZZ Ward沙哑富有磁性的嗓音，很多人对于这位歌手极为陌生，在听完这首歌后绝对会让你爱上这位迷幻的歌手。

歌词赏析：

Your clothes out on the blacktop

Scattered suits on the street

Frames and broken pictures in the mid-September heat

We set these nights on fire

So hot, we burned it down

Now all that's left of us is ashes on the ground

I told you back in June

You knew damn well what I would do

Three hundred sixty five days

You been making me wait

So keep your two-timing games

It's a lot of too late

The summer's over, over, over

Over, over, over

Drop your keys from six stories

Shout out" It's raining green"

Don't tell lies in heaven or an angel will get mean

Diamonds and white gold watches

Watch how fast they will sore

You always said you wanted to give back to the poor

I told you back in June

You knew damn well what I would do

Three hundred sixty five days

You been making me wait

So keep your two-timing games

It's a lot of too late

The summer's over, over, over

Over, over, over

I won't be your debutante

Won't be the fool to your savant

I can't fix your cracked up dreams

While the leaves fall off these trees

I won't spend the winter nights

Holding on to would and right

You might break your words real fast

But mine are made to last

Three hundred sixty five days

You been making me wait

So keep your two-timing games

It's a lot of too late

The summer's over, over, over

Over, over, over

Three hundred sixty five days

You been making me wait

So keep your two-timing games

It's a lot of too late

The summer's over, over, over

Over, over, over now

Over now