American Thrills - Ivy League Swing

It's all your fault, the way that things went wrong
Yea it's all your fault, it went just the way you want

This ain't some eulogy, hell you can light it up and smoke it
Just like every single word we ever exchange
And if it's all the same we both got lost, But in different ways
On the long way home, because we both want to forget this place

Now it's all your fault, the way that things went wrong
Yea it's all your fault, it went just the way you want

Was it the songs that set you off, or just the delivery
Because your favorite songs were always misery
You make the sign of the cross, like it somehow will change you
Your hearts fixed in the rearview
Now you got your chance to walk away, with that ivy league swing

Now it's all your fault, the way that things went wrong
Yea it's all your fault, it went just the way you want

The wildflowers don't grow on your grave
I rode by our favorite beach, but it wasn't the same
I shed that skin like a bad disease

The wildflowers don't grow on your grave
I rode by our favorite beach, but it wasn't the same
I shed that skin like a bad disease

Now it's all your fault, the way that things went wrong
Yea it's all your fault, it went just the way you want
The wildflowers don't grow on your grave
I rode by our favorite beach, but it wasn't the same
I shed that skin like a bad disease

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American Thrills

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