American Girls - Counting Crows, Sheryl Crow

She comes out on Fridays every time

Stands out in a line

I could have 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 are weather and noise

Playing the changes for all of the boys

Holding a candle up to my hands

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 could have been anyone you see

She’s nothing but porcelain under-neath her skin

American girls are 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 shiver shaking me everyday

But I could get this same thing anywhere

So if she goes away

Well it’s alright and I’m ok 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, it’s alright with you

If it’s alright if it’s alright with me I 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 everyday

She could give anyone but me I wish it was anyone but me Nothing but pins and ashes under my skin

American girls are weather and noise

Playing the changes for all of the boys