I Quit

I don't think this suits me no more
I don't like it here, I think I'll show myself the door
Lately it just feels like a chore
Nothing left for me here, the welcome has been worn

I used to come in early, so excited like a child on Christmas day
Now I count the minutes like a convict counts the years he's locked away
I think I've done my time, I'll step aside, try to fill these shoes
And maybe you'll see why you can't find someone new to lose

Can't get out of here fast enough
I've already gathered my stuff
Got my baby face looking rough
Spent the last few years trying to saw through these handcuffs

Many times I've wondered how I'd feel if I stood up and walked away
Now I know it's great I just wish I'd done it so much sooner than I did today
Too many times I've tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen to a thing I had to say
Pretending it's all fine, but we all know it's an illusion, so I'm quitting this charade



Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Bryant
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