Heart Attack American

Yeah! I'm done telling you that I'm in love What I have will never be enough Come on, baby, go and live life on your own Everything inside is breaking down And you don't wanna be hanging around I don't think I wanna leave myself alone I'm done having to apologize I'm done living inside your eyes When the lights go out, what's left to know? Nothing ever makes sense to me A broken branch of the family tree I kill the lights, now, baby, watch me explode There is no revolution And I'm done doing things I don't wanna do There is no restitution And I'm done, yeah! I'm done living in this decline I'm done watching you redesign Come on, baby, let's go walk out the door I'm done showing up to fucking work Taking orders from a fucking bitch I'm in the chair now, go ahead and flip the switch Yeah! I'm done doing things I don't wanna do And I'm sick and tired of setting up to be like you Fucked up, thrown out, and overdue I'm fucking done! There is no revolution There is no revolution There is no revolution day!