Testo Heart Attack American

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

what I have will never be enough c

ome 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 light go out what's left to know

nothing ever makes sense to me

a broken branch of the family tree

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 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 over due

I'm done there is no revolution