Yeah, Rub it in my Face

You keep rubbing it in my face.
So are you. And you.

Everybody's rubbing it in my face.
You don't think I know? Oh, I do know.
I know the mistakes I've made.
I know they were wrong.
I'm telling you I know.

So why do you all keep rub it in my face?
How many more times can I say sorry without being lectured again?
What exactly do you want me to do?

No, don't tell me. Because you're going to rub it in again.

Bye.