American Girls

She comes out on Fridays every time
Stands out in a line
I could’ve been anyone she’d seen
She waits another week to fall apart
She couldn¹t make another day
I wish it was anyone but me
It could’ve been anyone you see
She had something breakable just under her skin

American girls, all weather & noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible

She comes out of closets every night
But then she locks herself away
Where she could keep everything from me
I could¹ve been anyone you see
She¹s nothing but porcelain underneath her skin

American girls, all weather & noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible

Little shivers shaking me every day
But I could get the same thing anywhere
So if she goes away
Well it’s alright and I’m okay
“Hey”, she said, “Come back again tonight”
I said, “I might I might I might”
She said, “Well that’s alright.
If it’s alright with you, then it’s alright with me”

I waited for an hour last Friday night
She never came around
She took almost everything from me
I¹m going through my closets
Trying on her clothes almost everyday
I could’ve been anyone you see
I wish it was anyone but me
Theres nothing but pills and ashes under my skin

American girls, all weather & noise,
Playing the charges for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible
If I made you cry, please tell me why
Cause I’ll try again if you let me try
American girls, all feathers & cream
Come into bed so edible

Words and music by Adam F. Duritz

Background vocals by Sheryl Crow and Counting Crows