american comfort

[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