American Nightmare
I'm sick of waiting on the world to change...

I kiss my momma good-bye
Tell her not to cry...

Before they lay me down to die,
heartache no more, no tears i cry...

Well maybe now I should just say goodbye
You used to be my friend...

He loves me,
He loves me not...

These feelings words can not express,
But on this paper I’ll do my best...

You leaned over and you kissed me
I felt my knees go weak...

I was thinking of us just last night
And the times we shared...

At first I felt so lost,
so scared and alone...