I will gladly bite the hand that feeds 
Without [bad word] 
You drew the line at what was yours 
and what's not mine 
snake sucking at the heart of this 
More guilty than you'd like to admit 

Rotting on the inside 
Dividing myself in two 
I saw the devil with my own eyes 
and he fit the shape of you 
[bad word] coward 
With a tongue to tell a thousand lies 
Cover your red hands 
But you can't hide your poisoned mind 

Say what you want 
I've held these words for long 
You're the bottom feeder 
Someone that I'll never need here 
Say what you want 
Taken for granted all I've done 
Infested by the thought
that you can never be wrong 

I'll never [bad word] anything 
that you think that I might want 
You are the scum and we're the hearts you dwell on 

So sick so sick 
Of trying to prove myself for worth 
When you take what I deserve 
So quick so quick 
To point the blame then turn [bad word] 
You'll burn for all that you've done 

Torn the hopes of everyone I love 
and now it's your turn 
You can get [bad word] 

Say what you want 
I've held these words for long 
You're the bottom feeder 
Someone that I'll never need here 

I'll never [bad word] anything 
that you think that I might want 
You are the scum and we're the hearts you dwell on 

So sick so sick 
Of trying to prove myself for worth 
When you take what I deserve 
So quick so quick 
To point the blame then turn [bad word] 
You'll burn for all that you've done 
With a tongue to tell a thousand lies 

I will gladly bite the hand that feeds 
when it doesn't feed enough 
Cover your red 
You're [bad word] guilty scum