I'm cold and I'm cheap
I don't think I could sleep
I got high hopes
And a short little reach
I'm polluted and sure
I don't live here no more
I got all the symptoms
The medicine but no cure
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm warm and detached
In a photograph
My hand is in hers
Her hands are in her lap
And I could choke on the words
If it got any worse
There's beauty beside me
But beauty denies me all she's worth
I'm an American
I'm an American
Again in slow motion
Dissolve devotion
I'm an American
I'm an American
I'm an American
Heartbroken and forgiving
I kill for good living
I'm an American