American Tradition Nicole Dollanganger
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[Verse 1]
He wants to lift weights like a fighter
We put the medals on the wall
In a room of starving vultures
Gold trophies, he got 'em all
[Verse 2]
He wants to be just like his father
We play the knife game on the table
I bleed to death, it doesn't matter
'Cause my baby, he's still the winner
[Chorus]
He holds me in his arms, it's no good
Things don't go like they should
He holds me in his arms, it's no good
Things don't go like they should
[Verse 3]
Sleep on the carpet through the night
We're living off a TV dinner
Hanging me up by his gold chain
He used to be a hockey player
[Verse 4]
I used to be a figure skater
Cutting my leg with the blade
In the blue and red arena
Trying to pretend we're the same
He wants to lift weights like a fighter
We put the medals on the wall
In a room of starving vultures
Gold trophies, he got 'em all
[Verse 2]
He wants to be just like his father
We play the knife game on the table
I bleed to death, it doesn't matter
'Cause my baby, he's still the winner
[Chorus]
He holds me in his arms, it's no good
Things don't go like they should
He holds me in his arms, it's no good
Things don't go like they should
[Verse 3]
Sleep on the carpet through the night
We're living off a TV dinner
Hanging me up by his gold chain
He used to be a hockey player
[Verse 4]
I used to be a figure skater
Cutting my leg with the blade
In the blue and red arena
Trying to pretend we're the same
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