AMERICAN HEART
I grew up in the hum of the suburbs
In a big ole' marching band
But nobody ever told me
There are swans in gator land
The girl next door was a knockout
Riding her bike to her boyfriend
I lived in the house in the middle
Between the feminine and the man
So I packed a bag of my finest clothes
I was something that glittered now I'm something that's gold
I danced all night and it felt damn good
To finally be something other than what I should
And I say what I want and I talk how I like
I feel like myself maybe for the first time
Thought I wouldn't give it up for the moon and the stars
But you can all watch me break
My American heart
I hit the seventy-five with the top down
Cause I went up in flames in the church
It's hot (kissing friends)
Oh god (what a sin)
Would you please let me see him again?
And there's something unforgiving about leaving without saying goodbye
But when you spend your whole life waiting
You know that you've got to get out or die
So I packed a bag of my finest clothes
I was something that glittered now I'm something that's gold
I danced all night and it felt damn good
To finally be something other than what I should
And I say what I want and I talk how I like
I feel like myself maybe for the first time
Thought I wouldn't give it up for the moon and the stars
But you can all watch me break
My American heart
Packed a bag of my favorite clothes
And I put em' all on I put on a show
I danced all night and it felt damn good
To finally be right where I should
In a big ole' marching band
But nobody ever told me
There are swans in gator land
The girl next door was a knockout
Riding her bike to her boyfriend
I lived in the house in the middle
Between the feminine and the man
So I packed a bag of my finest clothes
I was something that glittered now I'm something that's gold
I danced all night and it felt damn good
To finally be something other than what I should
And I say what I want and I talk how I like
I feel like myself maybe for the first time
Thought I wouldn't give it up for the moon and the stars
But you can all watch me break
My American heart
I hit the seventy-five with the top down
Cause I went up in flames in the church
It's hot (kissing friends)
Oh god (what a sin)
Would you please let me see him again?
And there's something unforgiving about leaving without saying goodbye
But when you spend your whole life waiting
You know that you've got to get out or die
So I packed a bag of my finest clothes
I was something that glittered now I'm something that's gold
I danced all night and it felt damn good
To finally be something other than what I should
And I say what I want and I talk how I like
I feel like myself maybe for the first time
Thought I wouldn't give it up for the moon and the stars
But you can all watch me break
My American heart
Packed a bag of my favorite clothes
And I put em' all on I put on a show
I danced all night and it felt damn good
To finally be right where I should
Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Mcmahon
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