All American Tragedy Lyrics by Knox, tells the story of a rebellious teenage couple from different backgrounds—she’s a thrill-seeking girl craving freedom, and he’s a pastor’s son with a wild streak. They sneak around, break rules, and live fast, wrapped up in the excitement of young love and rebellion. Despite warnings from others, they chase their own version of romance, becoming a familiar tale of youthful passion and reckless choices—a modern American tragedy.
Genre: Pop
All American Tragedy Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let me set the scene, quiet as can be
She was just a pretty little face in the bleachers
Dying to be free, and he was seventeen
Sharing cigarettes and hiding smoke from the teachers
Maybe she wanted a little taste of the wild side
He was the getaway ride outta town
And maybe he wanted a little tame to the wildfirе
But you know they’re nevеr gonna slow down now
[Chorus]
She’s into bad guys driving the fast cars
Making her dad cry, kissing the guitar player in a pop-punk local indie band
Undressing in the back seat of his mom’s minivan
He was a good kid, son of a pastor
A little bit unhinged, a perfect disaster
And they won’t be the first, no, they’re not the last to be
Just another classic all-American tragedy
[Verse 2]
Sneaking out her room, quarter after two
Planning the tattoos they’ll keep from their parents
He gets her into shows, she wants to see the road
Trading in a future for her name in his lyrics
They all say, “Oh my God, they might be too far gone”
Oh, they’re off of the deep end, and mom isn’t sleeping
‘Cause she knows that no one could get them to stop
[Chorus]
She’s into bad guys driving the fast cars
Making her dad cry, kissing the guitar player in a pop-punk local indie band
Undressing in the back seat of his mom’s minivan
He was a good kid, son of a pastor
A little bit unhinged, a perfect disaster
And they won’t be the first, no, they’re not the last to be
Just another classic all-American tragedy
She’s into bad guys driving the fast cars
Making her dad cry, kissing the guitar player in a pop-punk local indie band
Undressing in the back seat of his mom’s minivan
He was a good kid, son of a pastor
A little bit unhinged, a perfect disaster
And they won’t be the first, no, they’re not the last to be
Just another classic all-American tragedy
All American Tragedy (MV)
Audio Credits
Artist : Knox
Album : Going, Going, Gone
Lyricist : Knox
Music : Will Carlson
Label : Atlantic Records, Barbershop Records