American rings
Are worn to receive
So who is the giver
We all have our needs
Suffer my desire
Quench this endless fire
The rhetoric of lust never ends
We break but never bend

American rings
Are worn to deceive
So who is the giver
Born into disbelief
Suffer what I’m lacking
Mend my broken back
I’ll always be incomplete
Still I need you to compete

American rings
Are worn to relieve
But without two givers
Trust can’t be retrieved
Suffer my desire
Mend my broken back
The rhetoric of love always ends
Still I need you to compete