Eliza Gilkyson - An american boy

I posted pictures on my ^FFacebook ^Csite ^G A shooting star in a ^Clong dark ^Fnight ^C A lonely kid beneath the ^Gbasement ^Amlight With ^Fthunder in his ^Amhands ^C

My parents wonder if I'm ^Fdoing al^Cright ^G They keep the gun case ^Clocked up ^Ftight ^C With the key hanging ^Gthere in plain ^Amsight ^F While I make my ^Amplans ^F

It won't be long before I ^Ccome un^Gdone There's no tomorrow for a ^Cwayward ^Fson What will they say then 'bout their ^Cpride and ^Gjoy Their America^Fn boy? ^{Am C}

It's not the world they always ^Fsaid it would ^Cbe ^G A shining pearl waiting ^Cthere for ^Fme ^C A golden girl who would ^Gcare for ^Amme A ^Ffuture I could ^Amown ^C

They messed my mind with every ^Fkind of ^Cmed ^G Now voices whisper ^Cin my ^Fhead ^C Telling me softly I'll be ^Gbetter off ^Amdead But ^FI'm not going a^Amlone ^F

It won't be long before I ^Ccome un^Gdone I'm gonna blow my world to ^Ckingdom ^Fcome Once I was someone's only ^Cpride and ^Gjoy An America^Fn boy, America^Amn boy ^C

It won't be long before my ^Ctime has ^Gcome I won't be sorry for this ^Cthing I've ^Fdone Maybe somewhere there's ever^Clasting ^Gjoy For an America^Fn boy, America^Amn boy ^C

I built a bomb down in the ^Fbasement ^Clight ^G Went to the prom on a ^CSaturday ^Fnight ^C I didn't blow it 'cause the ^Gtime's not ^Amright ^F But it's close at ^Amhand