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 laughter
California's colder than last year
Far from you so maybe I'll stay here
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
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