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Just another punk in this local pub when she saw he was bad, she fell in love he had a style with a switchblade smile his old ratted jeans were so smooth the story they say is the boy was just strange and he had ice in his veins oh, he'd creep at night, looking to fight, looking to go insane Sometimes love's not meant to last oh, she just wants what she can't have He said "i'm not your hero i'm the last american zero it's who i am, it's who i am" He's drunk at night, he wouldn't bend she grabbed his gun as it swayed in the wind he called her a coward, smart like a rat she laid out a cry as she saw the gun blast Sometimes love's not meant to last when you're too young to survive the crash He said "i'm not your hero i'm the last american zero it's who i am, it's who i am (who i am, who i am) it's who i am, it's who i am" I'm not your hero, i'm the last american zero (zero) it's who i am, it's who i am (who i am, who i am) it's who i am, it's who i am (who i am, who i am) it's who i am, it's who i am the last american, last american (who i am, who i am) it's who i am, it's who i am"