American Suicide

Jenny’s fucked up again
She doesn’t wanna live anymore
But suicide looks so grotesque
So she’s gonna take the slow way out
She’s got a problem, she grabs the bottle
American suicide
She knows she’s gotta, she doesn’t wanna
American suicide
Jenny’s fucked up again
She tells herself she was just having fun
Another party, another Friday night
And now she’s gonna be a mommy
She’s got a problem, and who’s the father?
American suicide
There’s no solution except abortion
American suicide
She’s got a problem, she grabs the bottle
American suicide
There’s no solution except abortion
American suicide