Absentee

I don’t care for your revolution
I don’t know the day of the week
But I’ll be your utmost trusted absentee
I’m so over your personal crisis
Let me know if our state secedes
But you’ll probably never hear from me
So mark me condemned, and mark me as vacant
I’m out of mind, and I’m out of sight
Strikethrough my name, forget my location
I’ll stage a coup when the timing’s right
I’ll wake up to a new national language
I’ll sleep in while the coasts recede
TV movie, you can have my story free
I’m so over your sovereign nation
And your block party best move along
Your injustices make me yawn