American Teenager(Chords)

	        Intro:  D  G  D 
        D  G  A  G 

Verse 1:
D                                   G 
  Grew up under yellow light on the street 
                                      A 
Putting too much faith in the make-believe 
                                 G 
And another high school football team 
D 
  The neighbor's brother came home in a box 
       G                                 A 
But he wanted to go, so maybe it was his fault 
                                        G 
Another red heart taken by the American dream 

Pre-Chorus
       G       Bm 
And I feel it there 

In the middle of the night 
          A 
When the lights go out 

And I'm all alone again 


D 
Say what you want 

But say it like you mean it 
           G 
With your fists for once, a long Cold War 
          A 
With your kids at the front 
                      Bm 
Just give it one more day 
             G 
Then you'rе done, done 
  D 
I do what I want 

Crying in the blеachers 
       G 
And I said it was fun 
                           A 
I don't need anything from anyone 
                 G 
It's just not my year 

But I'm all good 


Verse 2:
D 
Sunday morning 
G 
Hands over my knees in a room full of faces 
          A 
I'm sorry if I sound off, but I was probably wasted  

(Probably wasted) 
     G 
And didn't feel so good (Didn't feel so good) 
D 
Head full of whiskey but I always deliver 
G 
Jesus, if you're listening let me handle my liquor 
     A 
And Jesus, if you're there 
                             G 
Why do I feel alone in this room with you? 

Pre-Chorus
       G       Bm 
And I feel it there 

In the middle of the night 
          A 
When the lights go out 

But I'm still standing here 


D 
Say what you want 

But say it like you mean it 
           G 
With your fists for once, a long Cold War 
          A 
With your kids at the front 
                      Bm 
Just give it one more day 
             G 
Then you'rе done, done 
  D 
I do what I want 

Crying in the blеachers 
       G 
And I said it was fun 
                           A 
I don't need anything from anyone 
                 G 
It's just not my year 
                     D 
But I'm all good out here 
 

Final: 

 D 
(Say what you want 

But say it like you mean it) 
           G 
With your fists for once, a long Cold War 
          A 
With your kids at the front 
                      Bm 
Just give it one more day 
             G 
Then we're done 
  D 
I do it for my daddy and I do it for Dale 
     G 
I'm doing what I want and damn, I'm doing it well 
    A 
For me, for me 
    G 
For me, for me 

( D  G  A  G )
	        

Written by Ethel Cain / Hayden Silas Anhedonia / Steven Mark Colyer