The Upper Hand

I was barking at the squirrels outside and no one thought it worked
But my father barked at sabretooths and scared them off the earth
And I was barking out at everything I liked the way it sounds
Cause my father barked at everything and I wanna make him proud

We can solve it like our fathers, open hands balled into fists
But if our fathers really solved it, why's the problem still exist?

Throwing punches when you're cornered, we understand
But you're punching when you have the upper hand

And the whole world loves an underdog, the people love revenge
But we recognize the line when it's no longer self-defense
And the screaming way up here might sound like cheering from this far
But all the kids are watching and can't tell the two apart

We can solve it like our fathers, trading jabs and landing hooks
But why would anybody bother when you swing before you look?

Throwing punches when you're cornered, we understand
But you're punching when you have the upper hand

and if I seem a little uptight, I'll remind you no one likes a hypocrite
I tried to encourage you to hide but you never really liked to take a hint
And I can't let you leave it's either you or me my friend
And while we are confessing we both knew how this would end

We can solve it like the Father, seek forgiveness or instead
I can promise you will never have the upper hand again

Throwing punches now you're cornered, I'd understand
But the gloves are off, you've lost the upper hand