When you were young
Found you a good man
And told you he was a Christian
Just like you had planned
Now your old dream
And this American romance
Is looking more like your parents'
And you know damn well that ends

Whatever you choose
It's all up to you
Oh, and the first thing I'll do
Won't be for you

Driving home
Don't wanna feel the tension
And crying out for redemption
You know it's too late
And just scream out
Maybe it's all just another phase
But I only see you on holidays
I didn't end up this way

Whatever you choose
It's all up to you
Oh, and the first thing I'll do
Won't be for you


Drove my car to leave this disaster
I've mistaken your love as laughtеr
California's colder than last year
Far from you so maybe I'll stay hеre
Drove my car to leave this disaster
I've mistaken your love as laughter
California's colder than last year
Far from you so maybe I'll stay here