Heart Attack American

I'm done telling you that I'm in love

What I have will never be enough

Come on baby, go live life on your own

Everything inside is breaking down

And you don't want to be hanging around

I don't think I want to 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 want to do

There is no restitution

And I'm done

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 the fucking work

Taking orders from a fucking bitch

I'm in the chair now go ahead and flip the switch

I'm done doing things I don't want to 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