D Grew up under yellow light on the streetG Putting too much faith in the make-believeA G And another high school football teamD The neighbor's brother came home in a boxG But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his faultA G Another red heart taken by the American dreamG D And I feel it there In the middle of the nightA C9 When the lights go out and I'm all alone againD Say what you wantG But say it like you mean it with your fists for onceA A long cold war with your kids at the frontG Just give it one more day, then you'rе done DoneD I do what I wantG Crying in the blеachers and I said it was funA I don't need anything from anyoneG It's just not my year But I'm all good out here Sunday morningD Hands over my knees in a room full of facesG I'm sorry if I sound off, but I was probably wastedA G And didn't feel so good (didn't feel so good)D Head full of whiskey but I always deliverG Jesus, if you're listening let me handle my liquorA And Jesus, if you're there, why doG I feel alone in this room with you?G D And I feel it there In the middle of the nightA When the lights go outC9 But I'm still standing hereD Say what you wantG But say it like you mean it with your fists for onceA A long cold war with your kids at the frontG Just give it one more day, then you're done DoneD I do what I wantG Crying in the bleachers and I said it was funA I don't need anything from anyoneG It's just not my year But I'm all good out hereD Say what you wantG But say it like you mean it with your fist for onceA A long cold war with your kids at the frontG Just give it one more day, then you're doneD I do it for my daddy and I do it for DaleG I'm doing what I want and damn, I'm doing it wellA For me, for meG For me, for me
American Teenager
Ethel Cain
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