I turn up to what do I see
A whole lot of people crying don't blame me
They point their crooked little fingers
Everybody else been all the time
Feeling sorry for themselves
Victim of this victim of that
Your mama's too thin and your daddy's too fat
Get over it
Get over it
All this whining crying pitching a fit
Get over it get over it
You say you haven't been the same
Since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it oh I feel it was right
Let's kill all the lawyers kill them tonight
You don't want to work you want to live like a king
But the big bad world doesn't owe you a thing
Get over it
Get over it
If you don't wanna play then you might as well quit
Get over it get over it
It's like going to confession
Every time I hear you speak
You're making the most of your losing streak
Some call it sick but I call it weak
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
You drag it around like a ball and chain
You swallowing the guilt swallowing the pain
You wear it like a flag you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter bringing everybody down
You ** about the present you blame it on the past
That line to find your inner child and kick his little
** get over it get over it
All the **ing and moaning and pitching a fit
Get over it get over it
Get over it get over it
It's gotta stop sometimes why don't you quit
Get over it get over it