Sweaty palms as I walk down this empty road

I got a mom but we ain′t spoke, and I don't know

I had a heart that don′t speak to me anymoreAnd life get hard but these last days mean many more

I'm just tryna get my bands up

While you running through the banners

I don't understand us

You should find your way home

I hate my yearbook photo

I hate my passport, I hate my last name

I hate everything it stands for

I should probably fucking transfer

Blue and brown JanSport, tired of public transport

I never went to prom, now I′m stuck on the dance floor

Just holding your hand

Just holding your hand

And I′ll be– (I'll be)

Right outside your front door on my 12 speed (My 12 speed)

I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve (My sleeve)

I think about you all the time

I′ve waited for you all my life

I need you right here by my side

Blowin' off my mom, I don′t wanna go home

I'd rather be alone, I don′t wanna go home

It's getting really late so I gotta go home

Mom's blowin′ up my phone so I gotta go home

I love my mom

I hate my boyfriend

Say I love my mom (I love my mom, I love my mom)

Say I hate my boyfriend (But I love my mom)

And I′ll be–

Right outside your front door on my 12 speed

I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve

I think about you all the time

I've waited for you all my life

I need you right here by my side

I′ll be– (I'll be)

Right outside your front door on my 12 speed (My 12 speed)

I got your emotions tattooed on my sleeve (My sleeve)

I think about you all the time

I′ve waited for you all my life

I need you right here by my side

Empty home

Empty, empty, empty home

I wanna be American

My family's gone

But I don′t care because I love 'em