Push me up against the wall
I’m already shoved enough
My face is black and blue
From numbness
And distress
My heart is through
Of knowing about you
Tell me that I’m number one
Then go on to just you having fun
I’m sick of this situation
I’ve decided that I am done
This is no longer your nation
I’m here to cut off your favorite song
I’m turning off your radio station
I might as well explode
Into bits of broken trust
You tried to break me
But I’ve been stitching up
This has been more than enough
My heart is done
My friendship went from you to none
Tell me that I’m number one
Then go on to just you having fun
I’m sick of this situation
I’ve decided that I am done
This is no longer your nation
I’m here to cut off your favorite song
I’m turning off your radio station
My stereo won’t speak your name
The TV won’t showcase your game
Your phone calls will not go through
Now no one else can get hurt by you
Tell me that I’m number one
Then go on to just you having fun
I’m sick of this situation
I’ve decided that I am done
This is no longer your nation
I’m here to cut off your favorite song
I’m turning off your radio station
I’m turning off your radio station
You’re ready for permanent vacation
I hope you find it good and well
Have fun burning up in Hell