American Teenager

D  G  D
        D  G  A  G

D                                   G
  Grew up under yellow light on the street
                                      A
Putting too much faith in the make-believe
                                 G
And another high school football team
D
  The neighbor's brother came home in a box
       G                                 A
But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his fault
                                        G
Another red heart taken by the American dream

       G       Bm
And I feel it there
In the middle of the night
          A
When the lights go out
And I'm all alone again

D
Say what you want
But say it like you mean it
           G
With your fists for once, a long Cold War
          A
With your kids at the front
                      Bm
Just give it one more day
             G
Then you'rе done, done
  D
I do what I want
Crying in the blеachers
       G
And I said it was fun
                           A
I don't need anything from anyone
                 G
It's just not my year
But I'm all good

D
Sunday morning
G
Hands over my knees in a room full of faces
          A
I'm sorry if I sound off, but I was probably wasted
(Probably wasted)
     G
And didn't feel so good (Didn't feel so good)
D
Head full of whiskey but I always deliver
G
Jesus, if you're listening let me handle my liquor
     A
And Jesus, if you're there
                             G
Why do I feel alone in this room with you?

       G       Bm
And I feel it there
In the middle of the night
          A
When the lights go out
But I’m still standing here

D
Say what you want
But say it like you mean it
           G
With your fists for once, a long Cold War
          A
With your kids at the front
                      Bm
Just give it one more day
             G
Then you'rе done, done
  D
I do what I want
Crying in the blеachers
       G
And I said it was fun
                           A
I don't need anything from anyone
                 G
It's just not my year
                     D
But I'm all good out here

 D
(Say what you want
But say it like you mean it)
           G
With your fists for once, a long Cold War
          A
With your kids at the front
                      Bm
Just give it one more day
             G
Then we’re done
  D
I do it for my daddy and I do it for Dale
     G
I'm doing what I want and damn, I'm doing it well
    A
For me, for me
    G
For me, for me
( D  G  A  G )

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