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Babe I'm not going, not if you ask me nice I don't feel social, I don't feel welcome at all Where's it at? Where are you taking us? Who is that? I don't know anyone Better half, where are you taking us? Who is that? Why did I come? Babe, you're not thinking You're not at all that fun Your group of friends like saying nothing And saying it twice Out all night Sweetheart I hate this, you're Acting, I don't know Like a fucking American Every time I have regretted it I feel like a marionette God, I don't trust you Not after all these years Butter mе up So you can roast me alive Bettеr half, total embarrassment Better off being alone again Better half, total embarrassment Letras de cancionesBetter off separate (Babe, you're not thinking…) (Babe, you're not thinking…) Acting like fucking americans Can you tell I hate it when playing this You and I, fucking americans You and I, is this what it is? God, I don't trust you God, I don't trust you Why would I trust you? Why would I trust you? Acting like anyone benefits You and I, rot in our Sunday best Acting like a beacon of relevance You and I are fucking American And I hate us I hate it all, I hate it all, I hate it all I hate it all, I hate it all, I hate it all I hate it all, I hate it all, I hate it all I hate it all, I hate it all, I hate it all From Letras Mania