Now and then I've seen it dawn on you
How the day burns bright
Seconds later your back in the mood
And your venom flies all night

In theory it'll all be somewhat better
When you grow tired of dissing me
Your resign to listening to me (not too likely)
Don't you even like me?
Heart of leather

I try not to take it so personal
When you hiss, growl, and bite
But there's no escaping the such an arsenal
I'm your whipping boy all right