American Romance

When you were young
Found you a good man
And told you he was a Christian
Just like you had planned
Now, your dreams
And this American romance
Is looking more like your parents
And you know, damn well, how that ends

Whatever you choose
It's all up to you
And the first thing I'll do
Won't be for you
Driving home
Don't wanna feel the tension
It cried out for redemption
You know it's too late
And you scream out

Maybe it's all just another phase
But I only see you on holidays

How did it end up this way?
Whatever you choose
It's all up to you
And the first thing I'll do
Won't be for you
Drove my car to leave this disaster

I've mistaken your love as laughter
And California's colder than last year
Far from you, so, maybe, I'll stay here
Drove my car to leave this disaster
I've mistaken your love as laughter
And California's colder than last year
Far from you, so, maybe, I'll stay here