You’d better wear protection, tossing those words around
They’re made for grown ups. Stop messing with the fuse
You’ll find you lose
They’ll take you down
Your sharp tongue will cut you, and then you aren’t so smart
We all need friend. But yours will flock to leave you
And pointed back at you
Shotgun through your heart
Think you’re a joker? We think you’re an arse
Punching out the witty remarks. And below-belt blows
You’ll reap what you sow
Such a clown in class
Words need careful handling, but go on, spout your mirth
At expense of others now. At expense to you one day
You’ll find out the hard way
About dangerous words