Welcome To The Teacher's Pet Harvest

You'll never see it coming
that's a promise I can make
there's mystery involved and important things at stake
don't tell me truths that contradict
don't make me feel philanthropic
charity's the last thing you'll get from me

When you turn the other cheek the first one is exposed
the bruises of exposure come from unexpected blows
those who would strike against us are imaginary foes
these words are like lightning that's coming down in droves

After a long enough time most emotions feel the same
if you ignore what differentiates us then what fun is this game
I used to try to keep a peace with us
but volatility is a release from trust
we've had lots of practice blowing up

When you turn the other cheek the first one is exposed
the bruises of exposure come from unexpected blows
those who would strike against us are imaginary foes
these words are like lightning that's coming down in droves

It's open season on feelings and I can't take any more
perhaps I'll take you out and mount your head upon my wall