Done

I was taking every hit from you, you
 Drive-by shooting son of a bitch, 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
 And you can drag me out before some authority
 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 anymore
 With your dogs, with your dogs at my door
 You've been puncing my weaknesses, slandering my name
 You spent all your time trying to place your blame, and I'm done
 Oh, I'm done
 I used to think I hold the best parts of me (of me)
 But sew the holes in your life and the cracks in your seams (your seams)
 And I'm done
 Oh whoa, I'm done
 And I'm sorry that you don't like your life
 I fought for my own victories and for the beauty in my life
 My joy, my joy, my joy takes nothing from you
 No, my joy, my joy, my joy takes nothing from you
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 Well, you criticize my numbers, you hammer out the rules
 Wait for me to fuck 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 done
 And you can drag me out before a judge in authorities
 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 anymore
 With your doubts, with your doubts in my door
 Well, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't keep the peace anymore
 With your dogs, with your dogs at my door