Bloodtype

Baby I was born in the USA
But I didn't start the fire
Spent a lot of time keeping fear at bay
But I'm not blaming Jesus Christ
But I don't even know my own blood type

A little bit of love at 17
Been downhill ever since
Better watch your mouth when you're talking to me
Cause it goes in the back of my head
And I won't even look you in the eyes
I don't even know my own blood type

Made a few friends in Tennessee
But I'll die in West Virginia
Convinced myself I'm a communist
But I take and I take and I take you for granted
Cleaning corners of my mind
But I don't even know my own blood type

But you see straight through crooked lines
And hotel keys and sugar highs
And you, you cut right to the truth
Hold me down with common sense
Christmas trees and chain-link fences
You, you cut right to the truth
You, you're slowly getting through