I was taking every hit from you
you
drive by shooting son of a bch,
and I’m
done, oh whoa, I’m
done
Who told you that you could rewrite the rules, and do you
really take me for a goddamn fool
’cause I’m
done, oh whoa, I’m
done
(Chorus)
And you can
drag me out before
some authori
ty
If t
hat’s what you
have to do to feel like
you can punish
me
but I
can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I
can’t keep the peace anym
ore
With your
dogs, with your
dogs, at my
door
You’ve been
hunting my weaknesses, slandering my name
you spend
all your time trying to place your blame,
and I’m
done, ohhh, I’m d
one
I used to think I hold the best parts of me,
to soothe the
holes in your life and the cracks in your seams,
but I’m
done, oh whoa, I’m
done.
(Chorus)
And I’m s
orry that
you don’t like your
life
I
fought for my
own victories and for the
beauty in my
mind
My
joy, my joy, my
joy takes nothing from y
ou
no, my
joy, my joy, my
joy takes nothing from
you
(guitar solo)
Well, you
criticize my numbers, you hammer out the rules
wait for me to fk up, and find yourself some proof
and I’m
done, oh whoa, I’m
done.
You just
soak in the hatred of a sorry line
yeah, you
hide behind decorum and a fake smile,
and I’m
done, oh whoa, I’m d
one
(Chorus)
And
you can dr
ag me out before a j
udge in author
ity
if
that’s what you
have to do to feel like
you can punish
me
but I
can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I
can’t keep the peace any
more
With your
dogs, your
dogs, at my
door
Well I
can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I
can’t keep the peace any
more
With your d
ogs, with your
dogs, at my d
oor
D Bm A X 2 End on D
