I’m growing up
From now on taking cold showers
I just bought a vintage hairshirt
To repent with from eBay

I am done with pretending
That the world’s somehow against me
No one’s standing right behind me with a gun

You’re too good for me
Always selfish, condescending
I’m too interested in hearing what I really have to say

I was wrong, please have mercy
Is my penance even worthy?
If you want I’ll pray the rosary each day

I deserve everything that I get
I’m the reason we fell on the sum of my neglect

I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get

Threw a brick through my laptop screen
It shattered cause it sickened me to think of all the time I waste away
No more games, ditching fantasy, abstaining from all pleasure
Cause I’d rather be your servant than a slave

I’m moving on to a desert monastery
Where I’ll learn to love the silence
Where I’ll learn to shut my mouth

No more friends
Mom and dad to disappoint or leave embarrassed
You won’t recognize me once my hair grows out

I deserve everything that I get
Every punch in the gut, every kick in the head
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
I deserve everything that I get
I’m cleaning up my dirty cups
I made my bed, just like you said
Give me the rack
I want you back
Stick the knife in
And twist it around
I like it

I deserve everything that I get
Thing that I get