It's the way that you love your reflection
It's your voice and your choice of inflection
It's the way that you bat your eyes knowing you've lied
It's the way that you're barely affected
There ain't much left to say to you
End of the pay per view
My finals words
I hope you get what you deserve
And you taste the dirt
Oh, what you deserve
And I hope it hurts
It's the way that you cry in the bathroom
Spilling out all your tears in the sink
It's the way that your every move gets approved by your friends
And the way that they think
But they never asked
And you never told
And I hope you heard
I hope you get what you deserve
And you taste the dirt
Oh, what you deserve
And I hope it hurts
Cause it's going to spin back around
It's going to sniff you out and hunt you down
Chew you up and spit you out
Put you six feet in the ground
It's going to spin back around
It's going to sniff you out and hunt you down
It's going to chew you up and spit you out
It's going to put you six feet in the ground
And that's what you deserve
When you taste the dirt
What you deserve
And I hope it hurts
