I am far too Canadian I am the face of my country Experssionless and small Weak at the knees, shaking badly Can't straighten up at all I watch the spine of my country bend and break I'm a sorry state I'm so content, to stand in line Wait and see, pass

Leave me fucking lonely You know me, and honestly I'm better without ya Don't you got me checking on my phone by the hour Baby, I'm hoping and praying My knees weak, I'm shaking 'Cause you know that I always needed saving Now I'm fucking lonely, and you