[Verse 1]
Typed this at my desk at noon
Big fake smile in a beige gray room
You said “team
” but you meant “my throne”
Took my weekends
Called it “growth”
Your lap dog nodding by your side
High-five every tiny lie
You keep moving all the lines
Then act surprised when someone minds
[Chorus]
So here’s my two weeks of sunshine
Framed in this cute little email line
I’m done with your shit-hole circus show
Your piece-of-shit “vision
” I gotta go
Fuck you and your lap dog throne
I’m finding better bad days of my own
Hit send
Feel the freedom hit
Two more weeks
Then I split (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You sold “family
” gave us stress
Gold-star pins for burnout tests
You said “we’re a perfect fit”
You meant “you take all my shit”
You keep preaching “loyal hearts”
While pulling people apart
I gave more than you’ll ever see
Now I’m giving it back to me
[Chorus]
So here’s my two weeks of sunshine
Framed in this cute little email line
I’m done with your shit-hole circus show
Your piece-of-shit “vision
” I gotta go
Fuck you and your lap dog throne
I’m finding better bad days of my own
Hit send
Feel the freedom hit
Two more weeks
Then I split (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
I’ll raise a toast to all your lies
To every fake “we’re on your side”
You can keep your petty crown
Watch me dance as I walk out
[Chorus]
Here’s to my two weeks of sunshine
Printed like a little goodbye sign
I’m done with your shit-hole circus show
Your piece-of-shit “vision
” I gotta go
Fuck you and your lap dog throne
I’m already halfway gone
Hit send
Hear the door just click
Two more weeks
Then I’m lit (hey!)