Counting Crows

She comes out onFridays every time
Stands out in a line
I could have been anyone she'd seen
She waits another week to fall apart
She couldnЎЇt make another day
I wish it was anyone but me
I could have been anyone you see
She had something breakable just under her skin
American girls are weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle up to my hands
Making me feel so incredible
She comes out of closets every night
But then she locks herself away
Where she could keep everything from me
I could have been anyone you see
SheЎЇs nothing but porcelain underneath her skin
American girls are weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible
Little shiver shaking me everyday
But I could get this same thing anywhere
So if she goes away
well it's alright and I'm ok
hey, she said come back again tonight
I said I might I might I might
She said well that's alright