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It's all been said, it's all been done.
The war is over, battle's won.
Sour grieves, sweet revenge, Heaven starts right where hell ends.
She was young, seventeen, She felt so soft, she smelled so clean.
Her aim was true, her heart was pure
Until the day that her daddy walked out the door.
She’s looking for a man and so much more.
But her Uncle Sam sent him off to war.

Little miss America
And all o’your glory.
She led the paparazzi, She’s trying to sell her story.
She’s gonna write a movie, She wanna be a star.
Little miss America, Where did you get that scar ..

Desert sun, blazing sand, Love in my heart, gun in my hand.
Lost or laid, killed a man.
Mortal combat hand to hand.
Saw men kill, watch men die, So many times that I can’t cry.
It’s been eighteen months since I seen home.
I get a Purple Heart, I get a GI loan.
They say God bless his every child with his own, Though we're all gonna die in the dark alone.

Little miss America
And all o’your glory.
She led the paparazzi, She’s trying to sell her story.
She’s gonna write a movie, She wanna be a star.
Little miss America, Where did you get that scar ..

Back at home it’s kinda strange:
Ain’t nothing happening, ain’t nothing changed.
Same old rules, same old game, Still I’m haunted by the names.
For all the friends left behind, They weigh so heavy on my mind.
At night I miss going out on patrol.
The desert went and turned my warm heart cold.

Little miss America
And all o’your glory.
She led the paparazzi, She’s trying to sell her story.
She’s gonna write a movie, She wanna be a star.
Little miss America, Where did you get that scar ..

Where did you get that scar