​the natural order lyrics

At night he beats his wife
Because he learned when he was five
That crying is reserved for whores and b*tches

He's no villain
He's just restoring the natural order
His father before him used a belt

But he knows he's a coward
Needs to make a woman cower before him
So he can wake up in the morning
And cry in his car on his lunch break
Knowing he's become everything his father hates