At the End of the Day

Not in the mood for arguments Mostly all I see makes no sense I really have nothing to say I'm tired at the end of the day I've had enough of politics Like some magician's bag of tricks Haters think that they're so smart Wish they'd check out their own heart 'At the end of the day' 'At the end of the day' That's what everyone loves to say 'At the end of the day' 'At the end of the day' Means nothing but that's what they say Some people ruin every day They don't love God and never pray They do not like the president And their lack of love is evident They accuse those who disagree Of having the brain size of a flea Of being irrelevant and crude But they excel at being rude 'At the end of the day' 'At the end of the day' That's what everyone loves to say 'At the end of the day' 'At the end of the day' Means nothing but that's what they say