[Verse 1]
I was raised by momma, see my daddy in the summer
Cuz(kiss??) my friends on the weekends, that’s American
I remember feeling under the weather, suburban bummer
I told you I’ll come and see you, that’s American comfort
[Pre-Chorus]
Come on my shoulders, get a better look inside
Now that it’s over, [?....?]
[Chorus]
But tell me am I wrong
For wanting way more from this, I can’t know
