If I could take it back, trust that I would.
I believe you when you tell me
to go back where I came from. Oh,
if I could. But I came from you, so let’s not
be mad that I’m always greeted by
the murderers, the animal lovers
who treat us like animals, the rally
full of men demanding their country
back. Let’s start over—do right
by me & I’ll leave you alone. All I want
is a little peace. Otherwise, I’m trouble
you can’t shake. Every day you say it’s
us or you. Don’t worry, I know exactly
what you mean. America, I mean
to be your first and second plane.