Breaking up with the Republican Party:

Frazey Ford's song 'Done' sums up exactly how I feel about the Republican Party.

*Done*

by Frazey Ford

I was taking every hit from you, you drive by shooting son of a bitch

And I'm done Oh-oh, I'm done

Who told you that you could rewrite the rules?

And do you really take me for a god-damn fool?

'Cause I'm done Oh-oh, I'm done

And you can drag me out before some authorityIf 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 pouncing my weaknesses, slandering my name

You've spent all your time trying to place your blame

And I'm done Oh, I'm done

I used to think I owe the best parts of me

To sew the holes in your life and the cracks in your seams

And I'm done Oh whoa, I'm done

And I'm sorry that you don't like your life

But 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

Well, you criticize my numbers, you hammer out the rules

You 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 and 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