American Dreams

I think it's time to say goodbye to my American Dreams

You know they say I'm much too young to even know what that means

My motivation, it seems to run out with my cup

If you want me to stay, don't look the other way, come on fill it up

I think it's time to hit the road, tell me where you wanna go

Oh well I say anywhere but here, yeah that's all I really know

My situation, is that I'm worn out, and a little screwed up

Shots out in the dark, trying to light a spark, but I think I blew it up

Oh, so when you tell me that I'm whining, whining

Can't you see that I am trying, trying