A Camp

Darling, Darling
The moon went out tonight
And I’m caught like a doe in your headlights
Oh yeah, alright
I’m yours to knock around
I’m a little too starstruck to wanna fight

Oo-e-oo-ee it’s a cold-hearted world
oo-e-oo-ee-oo I’m gonna be your girl
it’s a little too late to cry
You’re my America

Not quite snow white
It came down all night
And put a filter of ash on the sunrise
Oh yeah, alright
Move a little bit closer
Lay your big dirty hands on my innocense

Oo-e-oo-ee it’s a cold-hearted world
oo-e-oo-ee-oo I’m gonna be your girl
it’s just a little too late to cry
you’re my America

ooh, heaven laughs at us now, baby
but we’ll be shooting it down, honey
it’s a little too late to hope and pray for a miracle
You’re my America

Hey Rockstar!
You’re my America