(My God, what have I done?)

Alright kid, how′s life? 'bout time that we spokeLet′s talk about the day when you were seven years old

The doctor took your little dick out, put it straight down his throat

You never said a word to anybody, no one was told

Your mum was in the same room, she was dying to know

Why when the curtain opened up you were white as a ghost

She's probably finding out now in the line to your show

Why you'll never trust a guy in a tie and a coat

But you don′t want to do what your daddy did

Bury it deep down keep it under your skin

So you put pen and paper, made a verse of it

And you murdered it, and the chorus went

You gotta kill somebody to be somebody to be who you want to be

You gotta hit rock bottom to live through all the shit nobody believes

You′re gonna hurt some people

But first some people will thirst on watching you bleed

And that's when you know that you made it

You made it

When you′re hated

Fast forward and before you, know the albums out

Crowds loud sold-out shows

But right now as far as popular opinion goes

You're a posh, queer-baiting, indulgent arsehole

Spits beer on the kids while infecting their earholes

Mate that′s why you've been sent here to fuck with the fearful

Tits out, fuck boys in the back of the vehicle

Tracksuits, lipstick got the Catholics tearful

But you don′t want to do what your daddy did

Bury it deep down keep it under your skin

So you put pen and paper, made a verse of it

And you murdered it, and the chorus went

You gotta kill somebody to be somebody to be who you want to be

You gotta hit rock bottom to live through all the shit nobody believes

You're gonna hurt some people

But first some people will thirst on watching you bleed

And that's when you know that you made it

You made it

When you′re hated

Alright, you thought that was it?

Nah, don′t get cocky we haven't even started yet

You go back and forth from your North American tour

Your sister can′t even look at you, she won't open the door

The story you told was only partially yours

You outed her in a magazine

Who the fuck do you think you are?

You forgot your family listens to the radio in the car

You′re trying to be authentic but you're taking it too far

You′re messed up in the head

You fucked up with your friends

Your family's upset

Don't call them, you forget

You say "I′m Sorry Jem, things are pretty crazy right now"

She says, "I love you Dom, but I fucking hate you right now"

You gotta kill somebody to be somebody to be who you want to be

You gotta hit rock bottom to live through all the shit nobody believes

You′re gonna hurt some people

But first some people will thirst on watching you bleed

And that's when you know that you made it

You made it

When you′re hated

(That's when you know that you made it)

(That′s when you know that you made it)

(You made it)

When you're hated