Hey, my head spins at the thought
That I'm sleeping my way out of this rut
Stealing, so we could be together
Losing, so we would never part
We wear American shoes, so we can't speak for anything
We talk, but we're really confused
So we would speak for anything, anything
Don't ask me how I know
It's a feeling you get when you're down low
She said your hands won't stick together
But your heart will stick like glue
We wear American shoes, so we can't speak for anything
We talk, but we're really confused
So we would speak for anything, anything
We wear American shoes, so we can't speak for anything, anything
We talk, but we're really confused
So we would speak for anything, anything
We'll just say it's everything
It's everything