American Sadboi

When we're a little younger
Meet me at the swings I got a
Secret for you

And when we're 17 at halftime
Meet me underneath the bleachers
And we'll make it come true

You think that you've seen this all before
Someone else's love prescribed as yours

Now you're sounding like
The new blue, red, the white
American sadboi

He'll never have a wife
But he has a soft smile
Because things could be worse
Than to wallow in your own crowd
Without looking too proud
Don't be like your own crowd
Don't be like that boy

Nowadays you cannot achieve it
Hold a flag and they'll have you believe it
In the shadow, that's where all the shame is
Can your painted finger point to where the blame is

God guys never know they're being typical
Sipping tea
Never know they're spitting vitriol

Now you're sounding like
The new blue, red, the white
American sadboi

He'll never have a wife
But he has a soft smile
Because things could be worse
Than to deal with your own crowd
Try to be a little proud
Don't be like your own crowd
Don't be like that boy

Watch how you talk when you talk in my fantasy
Watch how you talk when you talk in my fantasy
Aren't you embarrassed?
To be embarrassed?

We live ten whole minutes walked away
But I'm the one who always has to go to your place

Now I'm sounding like
The new blue, red, the white
American sadboi

He'll never want a wife
He just wants a soft smile
Because things could be worse
Than to wallow in your own crowd
That never wants to talk about
How it won't be too proud
Don't be like that boy

So we'll meet on the swings when the
Watchers are through
Baby know it's just a preference why I can't like you
Because you check all my boxes but you're just too obvious
I put the hair on the chest
And you lisp like an HIV test

Not my not my
American sadboi
Not my not my
Not my not my
Not my
Sad