Well I know not to lose it,nBut I'm chewing the bulletnI can't wait to say enough is enoughnCough it up and use itnnI'm keeping composurenMy bloods boiling overnWe've been through push to shovenNow the gloves are offnHit me like you mean itnnTo justify my lose of self controlnI know I probably should just let it gonnI'm gonna have my revenge, you can count on itnI'm gonna even the score, you'll be getting yoursnIf I forgive and forget, you'll do it againnThe hits keep coming, the hits keep comingnnSo bygones are bygones, but never for too longnWe shuffled the dirt without knowing firstnNothing ever stays buriednnSo dig up your corpsesnAnd stir up commotionnWe've been through push to shovenNow the gloves are off - hit me like you mean itnnI'm gonna have my revenge, you can count on itnI'm gonna even the score you'll be getting yoursnIf I forgive and forget, you'll do it againnThe hits keep coming, the hits keep coming