This is my America, checkmate timeThis is my kingdom come, this is your demiseAnd I must say I'm sorry when I'm not really sorryBut you're all sobriety, you're treacherous piety, you'reSo our day is over now, I'm almost ready to take the crownYou let me think I had no shot at happinessOhOhI'm all your sufferingThis is where closure starts, eventually I'll breatheSay I can't survive anythingAnd leave the nightmares at your feetStill, I must say I'm sorry when I'm not really sorryBut you're all sobriety, you're treacherous piety, you'reSo our day is over now, I'm almost ready to take the crownYou let me think I had no shot at happinessI'm all your sufferingAll your sobrietyBaby, I'm finally freeWas it the tyranny I'm overthrowning you tonight?TonightThis our day is over nowI'm almost ready to take the crownYou let me think I had no shot at happinessYou let me think I had no shot at happinessI'm all your sufferingAll your sobrietyThis was my AmericaMmmMmmMmmMmmMmmMmmMmm