American Cowboy

Standing in front of an open fridge trying just to keep my chill

Putting my hands in my roommate’s yogurt for something I can actually feel

My hands are feeling sticky

but I’ve got no regret

‘cause all my thoughts and actions

are the fucking best

I’m an American cowboy

and my stomach hurts like shit

I’m gonna find out what you love and I’m gonna demolish it

Flingin’ away all of my inconvenient feelings for something a little less real

I’m gonna lay out in the sun ‘til I cook like bacon and the skin on my back begins to peel

Somehow I’m still alive despite near misses

I showed up to the gunfight all I brought was kisses

So if you wanna cross me babe then you’re the one to blame

I’ll take this little moment just to have my one refrain

Yeah you better think twice if you’re thinking that we’re the same ‘cause

I’m an American cowboy

and my stomach hurts like shit

I’m gonna find out what you love and I’m gonna demolish it

I’m an american cowboy

and my stomach hurts like shit

I tried so hard to love you but I couldn’t get into it

Felt like chewing on a cherry pit

Felt like I’m about to lose my shit

Slurping up somebody else’s spit

Thinking maybe that I liked it

Felt like choking on a lemon seed

Forgetting all my earthly wants and needs

Begging at someone on hands and knees

But there’s still a cowboy in me

But there’s still a cowboy in me

But there’s still a cowboy in me in me in me

I’m an american cowboy

and my stomach hurts like shit

I’m gonna find out what you love and I’m gonna demolish it

I’m an american cowboy

and my stomach hurts like shit

I tried so hard to love you but I couldn’t get into it