Miss Americana (prod. By Mark Neve)

Oh, I really fell in love with Miss Americana Oh, I really fell in love with Miss Americana I don't wanna make a change to fit the panorama You got me, na-na-na-na, I think I have a trauma All I want is to be brave, ain't got to care about 'em Watch me fading up with time While I count the teardrops vanishing my mind Wish I could pretend I'm terrible at math Bring a little summer to my winter heart Oh, I really fell in love with Miss Americana I don't wanna make a change to fit the panorama You got me, na-na-na-na, I think I have a trauma All I want is to be brave, ain't got to care about 'em I'm Miss Americana I'm Miss Americana Went a bit too far Tiny waist, can find me in the dark Always dressed in such a perfect smile Pressure is easy to hide, I only find peace in the night Lookin' like a sweetheart, but I might Maybe made some things not so polite Baby, tell me, would you still look at me like I'm the sun If you knew all of the things that I've done? Oh, I really fell in love with Miss Americana I don't wanna make a change to fit the panorama You got me, na-na-na-na, I think I have a trauma All I want is to be brave, ain't got to care about 'em I'm Miss Americana I'm Miss Americana