Didn't you hear that bell ring?
Better hurry up, dear
Yeah, dinner's ready
Don't let it go to waste
I made sure to make it
With a little special recipe
Yeah, just take a taste
They say revenge is a dish
Best served cold, babe
Oh, and something tells me
That if that's the case
Then you got a lot on your plate
If you can't handle the heat
Then maybe you should've stayed
The hell out of my way
Bon appétit, bitch
Where are your manners?
Before you start to dig in
Yeah, you better say your prayers
Who knows, you just might choke
Oh, on one of the bones
From your many clueless victims
They say revenge is a dish
Best served cold, babe
Oh, and something tells me
That if that's the case
Then you got a lot on your plate
If you can't handle the heat
Then maybe you should've stayed
The hell out of my way
Bon appétit, bitch
Ignore that bitter aftertaste
And the flakes swirling on your spoon
If your head begins to hurt
And your tongue grows numb
No, don't let it bother you
Yeah, I just hope you saved some room
For your just desserts
They say revenge is a dish
Best served cold, babe
Oh, and something tells me
That if that's the case
Then you got a lot on your plate
If you can't handle the heat
Then maybe you should've stayed
The hell out of my way
(x2)
Bon appétit, bitch
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Written in Braille
PoesíaA collection of my original lyrics, stretching through a wide variety of genres.
