I’m cultured in a way and she’s in love with my brain
When I get to a party, I’m fashionably late
I know how to make my way around town in London
But I need my superficial, won’t you undress again
She keeps on giving to me
And I’ll take whatever I can get for free
I can leave but I want get far, baby
I’ll come back to my American heartache
She’s got me spending all my money and she still wants more
But I can’t imagine life without her, man, what a chore
She looks good on the internet and everyone’s jealous
Might end up dead between her legs, feeling a bit overzealous
She keeps on giving to me
And I’ll take whatever I can get for free
I can leave but I want get far, baby
I’ll come back to my American heartache
We're so drained out here, gotta buy that product
Because young won’t stay young and we know but we’re caught up
We’re so drained out here, gotta lubricate
And it’s bleeding me dry
And she keeps on giving to me
We got the same eyes can’t you see
I can leave but I won’t get far, baby
I’ll come back to my American heartache
I’ll come back to my American heartache
I’ll come back to my American heartache
