Portrait of a real American boy
He keeps his insecurities at bay
The King of Belle Vernon P.A

He's got a car his friends and him take up to the lake
To narrowly escape this town's like glue they say
Cause once you're here you stay

The portrait of a real American boy
And it don't come easy
You're just working as hard as you can
But you'll never know if you don't let go
Of you to find your own identity, identity

The boy became a real American man
The product of a past that makes him mad
And now he's turned into his dad

He still works at the gas station doing tune-ups
"Man I think I had a shot," he'd say
"if only I could only catch a break"

The portrait of a real American boy
And it don't come easy
You're just working as hard as you can
But you'll never know if you don't let go
Of you to find your own identity
And it don't come easy
You're just working as hard as you can
But you'll never know if you don't let go
Of you to find your own identity, identity

What's all this for?
What are we ever working towards?
The jobs and lovers always came and went
The story of his life is etched into a vinyl
And on both sides he hears his famous friends
And now it all makes sense yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't come easy
You're just working as hard as you can
But you'll never know if you don't let go
Of you to find your own identity

It don't come easy
You're just working as hard as you can
But you'll never know if you don't let go
Of you to find your own identity, identity