The Hand

You’re going to get what’s coming to you
You’re just desserts for my hand, black and blue
You’re going to get all you asked for
Exchange your regrets for all I have died for
Take it
Take it
The hand feeds the mouth, that bites the hand
Feeds the mouth that kissed you
Sooner or later, it all comes back to
The hand feeds the mouth that bites the hand
Feeds the mouth that kissed you
Sooner or later, it hits you in the back of the head
You’re going to come full circle someday
Waste your years 'til the epiphany
That I knew all along, what I tried to teach you
You’re just dessert for my hand, black and blue
Take it
Take it
The hand feeds the mouth, that bites the hand
Feeds the mouth that kissed you
Sooner or later, it all comes back to
The hand feeds the mouth that bites the hand
Feeds the mouth that kissed you
Sooner or later, it hits you in the back of the head