Last American Virgin Lyrics & Chords By Summer Camp

I know this Sunday in the café he leans over to me
Pushing forward in his chair he whispers privately
They don't know where we go when the lights turn low
You and me we're the same
You know we all have to go
He writes his name in the salt on the countertop
I grip my chair with white knuckles, wishing that he would stop
Don't you dare try and compare
I ain't nothin' like you
You're bringin' me down
(You're bringin' me down)
You're bringin' me do
You're bringin' me down
(You're bringin' me down)
(You're bringin' me down)
You're bringin' me down
(You're bringin' me down)
I'd have passed you in the rain, he slithers over to me
Pulling out his greasy hair, I know he thinks I'll agree
They don't see what we see when we close our eyes
You and me we're the same
I know we both found designs
He pulls closer to him as he winks at the night
I'd decide I'd rather walk as something just isn't right
Don't you dare try to compare
I ain't nothin' like you
You're bringin' me down
(You're bringin' me down)
You're bringin' me do
You're bringin' me down
(You're bringin' me down)
(You're bringin' me down)
You're bringin' me down
You're bringin' me down
You're bringin' me down
You're bringin' me down
You're bringin' me down