Salt & Vinegar

I don’t have to respect your option at all.

Your callous counterpoint is gonna meet a little bit of

Salt and Vinegar, cause you know it’s all you deserve.

And you won’t get any desert.

Tolerance is quite the timebomb.

How do you fake it, conversations a lost cause.

It's the same points over and over.

Won't take the high-road so I'm gonna take it lower.

Even though it's not right.

If I'm being honest if you ran into traffic

and broke all of your bones,

I would sleep well tonight.

(Like a god-damn baby)

I don’t have to respect your option at all.

Your callous counterpoint is gonna meet a little bit of

Salt and Vinegar, cause you know it’s all you deserve.

And you won’t get any desert.

Your opinion is kind of dogshit.

I can smell it, what you’re selling is hard to buy.

Cause I just want a decent fucking healthcare plan,

And you want my friends to die.

So how are we the same?

Where are the parallels?

It’s hard to see you as an equal when you don’t see that yourself.

So let’s agree to never speak.

You goddamn bastard, do I have to sing it slightly faster?

(Ugh, do I have to sing it faster?)

I don’t have to respect your option at all.

Your callous counterpoint is gonna meet a little bit of

Salt and Vinegar, cause you know it’s all you deserve.

And I’ll slow it back down for all you worms.

I don’t have to respect your option at all.

It’s time to take the low-road.

So you want to be a big, big man.

Wipe your ass, and then shake my hand.

Call me friend when you fill my glass,

But leave me here to feed on the scraps.

Never just been beliefs, the moral commodities.

Villainize when you get thrown mud,

But just remember you drew first blood.

You drew first blood.