Writer(s): Adam Fredric Duritz, Ben Mize, Charles Gillingham, Daniel John Vickrey, David A Immergluck, David Lynn Bryson, Matthew Mark Malley

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 couldn't make another day

I wish it was anyone but me

I could have been anyone you see

She had something breakable just under her skin

American girls

All weather and noise

Playing the changes for all of the boys

Holding a candle right up to my hand

Making me feel so incredible

She comes out of closets every night

But then she locks herself away

She could keep everything from me

I could have been anyone you see

She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin

American girls

All weather and noise

Playing the changes for all of the boys

Holding a candle right 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 ok

She said...

And I said I might I might I might

She said Well that's alright

If it's alright If it's alright with you

Then it's alright

It's alright with me

Waited for an hour last

Friday night

She never came around

She took almost everything from me

I'm going through my closets

Trying on her clothes almost every day

I could've been anyone you see

I wish it was anyone but me

There's nothing but pills and ashes

Under my skin

American girls oh American girls American girls

Oh oh oh oh

American girls oh American girls American girls

Oh oh oh oh

You make me cry

You make me cry

You make me cry

Yeah you made me cry

You make me cry

Hey Miss American girl

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh yeah....