Broken American Girl (Michael Clifford - 5SOS)

12-Fan Visit/Phone Call

I finished singing and continued to strum the guitar to the end of the song. All the girls clapped, I noticed a few nurses were gathered at the door along with a patient, also clapping and smiling.

"Thank you.." I smiled timidly, not used to all this attention.

"Can I upload this to Twitter and YouTube Ky?" Dani asked politely

"Yeah of course." I giggled and began to strum a simple tune.

"Any requests?"

"5SOS, 'Out Of My Limit' please." I smiled at the young girl at the door with the nurses as I began to strum the chords for the song, Dani recording me again.

Back in high school, we used to take it slow
I had red lipstick on and high heel stilettos
You had a job downtown, working the servo
Had me waiting in line couldn't even let go

Cause I never wanna be that girl, who doesn't even get a taste
No more having to chase, to win that prize

You're just a little bit out of my limit
It's been 2 years now, you haven't even seen the best of me
And in my mind now, I've been over this a thousand times
But it's almost over, let's start over

Back in high school, we used to make up plans
You called me up one day to meet split ends
Cause I never want to be that girl, who doesn't even get a taste
No more having to chase, to win that prize

You're just a little bit out of my limit
It's been two years now, haven't even seen the best of me
And in my mind now, I've been over this a thousand times
But it's almost over, let's start over

I didn't realise that Carrie had joined in with her bass guitar until I had finished singing and everyone was clapping yet again.

"I'll do one more." I said, holding up one finger, signalling one song.

"Dani, have a request?"

"Um, Ed Sheeran 'Photograph' please?" I nodded and strummed the chords, Dani recording me for the last time.

Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And times forever frozen still

So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of you
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are closing
Hearts were never broken
And times forever frozen still

So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone

And if you hurt me, well that's okay baby
Only words bleed
Inside these pages, you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home (X4)