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Gracie Abrams - American Teenager Triple J Like A Version Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh

[Verse 1]
Grew up under yellow light on the street
Putting too much faith in the make-believe
And another high school football team
The neighbor's brother came home in a box
But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his fault
Another red heart taken by the American dream

[Pre-Chorus]
And I feel it there
In the middle of the night
When the lights go out
And I'm all alone again

[Chorus]
Well, say what you want, but say it like you mean it
With your fists for once, a long cold war
With your kids at the front
Just give it one more day, thеn you're done, done
I do what I want, crying in thе bleachers
And I said it was fun
I don't need anything from anyone
It's just not my year
But I'm all good
[Verse 2]
Sunday morning
Hands over my knees in a room full of faces
And sorry if I sound off, but I was probably wasted (Probably wasted)
And didn't feel so good (Didn't feel so good)
I've got a head full of whiskey, but I always deliver
And Jesus, if You're listening, let me handle my liquor
And Jesus, if You're there
Why do I feel alone in this room with You?

[Pre-Chorus]
And I feel it there
In the middle of the night
When the lights go out
But I'm still standing here

[Chorus]
Well, say what you want, but say it like you mean it
With your fists for once, a long cold war
With your kids at the front
Just give it one more day, then you're done, done
I do what I want, crying in the bleachers
And I said it was fun
I don't need anything from anyone
It's just not my year
But I'm all good out here
[Outro]
(Say what you want, but say it like you mean it)
(With your) Fist for once, a long cold war
With your kids at the front
Just give it one more day, then we're done
I do it for my daddy and I do it for Dale
I'm doing what I want, damn, I'm doing it well
For me, for me
For me, for me
For me, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
Sweet