Three's Company lyrics

Back the fuck-up Cold sweats are a constant tribute to the hate in those hollow eyes If I could breathe, I'd say that I'm sorry I never gut you with that knife Face down on the bedside praying: God please help me He was never there, but the Devil was always near me Mother, father, saviour please, please help me No one was ever fucking there So I took the fucking beatings bare Mommy, please don't let him hit me again Watch me beg for my life, if I could go back in time I'd never put down that knife Yeah, you'll never touch me again You motherfucking 5-0 bible thumping bigot Go tell the youth how you fucked up my head And beat my face to a pulp and made me wish I was dead But, there's no time to forget the past, all the times That I had wished my life would end, put in your wrath 'cause There was always something I could do wrong A face that's ridden with shame No one was there for me I know I'm partly to blame So beat me, beat me God, where were you? 'Cause you were never fucking there for me Where were you, God? You were never fucking there for me He beat my face to the floor While you watched, clawed my skin till it tore I guess I was just nothing to fight for And that's never changed, my dear maternal whore Three's company Mom, dad, and God What a ghostly family